My lungs are a ticking time bomb
Waking up in a thrashing sweat
Scrabbling around, eyes barely open
It feels like I'm on fire
The bomb has 19 seconds left
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
Not even the tiniest amount of oxygen
A giant inhilation
Maybe I'm going to die
Panic mode switched on in seconds
Trying to find the magic blue inhaler
To restore my respiration
Trying to push away the demon
That's pressing on my chest
I can live with fresh air every day
Co-insiding with my lungs
The very same evening
I could be dead
