(Hetfield Ulrich)

Don't you leave me, Father Time

Take me with you

Tell me, does your sun still shine?

Come squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again

Down my throat again



You got to breathe, man, breathe

Coming up for air

Breathe, man, breathe

Coming up for air



Touch me so I think I'm here

Skin my senses

Barely breathing, minus human

Just squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again

Down my throat again



You got to breathe, man, breathe

Coming up for air

Breathe, man, breathe

Coming up for air