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The Cult Lyrics
"Breathe"

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I don't want to be myself
I just want to run
You got to bleed you bastard bleed
Bleed you bastard bleed
Straight into the sun, oh

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

I shot the sun
This tear of god
I shot the sun

I don't want to be myself
I just want to run
You got to bleed you bastard bleed
Bleed you bastard bleed
Straight into the sun, oh

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

I shot the sun
This tear of god
I shot the sun
I shot the sun
This tear of god

A fact of life for all to see
That every heart's a part of me
A fact of life for all to see
That every heart's a part of me

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero
Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego

I shot the sun
I shot the sun
I shot the sun
I shot the sun
This song is from the album "Beyond Good and Evil".