Just Another

A simple thing that I have to say out loud to remember that it’s real
A simple way I can remind myself this is how it ought to feel
Breathe in, breathe out, won’t hold my breath
When iron meets oxygen, my blood turns red
If I’m not careful, I’ll be just another

Simple machine with pulleys and string to move my head
And all of the things I’m entrusted to sing will not be said
Breathe in, breathe out, won’t hold my breath
When I’m revealed my cheeks flush red
If I’m not careful, I’ll be just another
Just another, just another, one of those, one of those
Just another, just another, one of those

A simple taste for this kind of thing to pace my days
And pull me along, magnetic and strong, in case I stray
Breathe in, breather out, won’t hold my breath
If I live into all the things that I have said
Then I won’t find that I am just another
Just another, just another, one of those, one of those
Just another, just another, one of those, one of those
Just another, just another, one of those