Sometimes I feel like theres a hand around my neck choking the air from every word I say And every breathe I take screams a painful cry I've never been one to but I feel I may Die I hope the wind breathes some air into my lungs If it wont I feel I may Die I have the strangest feeling I feel I may Cry Where's the sympathy in this cruel world I don't know but I hope it shows If it won't I feel I may Die When lifes got a strangle hold on you Do not struggle it only makes it worse Its like a Boa Constrictor With every breathe you take a pound of pressure is added You're better off going limp Just let your life take you where it will In the end you will survive you might not be where you had intended that's the mystery of life no matter what you do the fork in the road is bound to lead you astray just keep your wits and everything will be okay everything always works out in the end it must or it is the end If thats the case then heaven awaits. Heaven awaits. Heaven a