Most of the Air Zach Winters

Most of the air I pump out of these lungs is
Toxic but you breathe it
And you love me, and you want me
And I want you from your essence to your skin
I'm wanting to present the best of me; all I have is this
Most of the air I pump out of these lungs is
Toxic but you breathe it
And you love me, and you want me
What am I to have that you’re so sure?
You sought me without flag so I know
I know