i'm pacing circles in my living room
you disappear and a could of smoke left leaking through the cracks of the old shutters
i let you slip down the drainpipe
and in the end of chapter one
are you? or hits the ground running
he never held his breath so long, so long
swallow your life like a pill.
it doesn't go down easy.
it's hard to keep still,
and these wounds left bleeding.
in the end of chapter one
are you? or hits the ground running
he never held his breath so long, so long, so long.