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By Ivan Walsh

You're driving home

I'm floating around

Enlightened by convenience is a fucking joke

We're going down

I'm lighting up

Breathing in wasted time until I choke

Couldn't even skate back home

It was hard for me to stand up straight

Sacrificing myself with every single breath I take

Get yourself outside and take your mind off the heartbreak

You're a cloud of smoke

But I'm a lingering ache

You're letting go

I'm closing down

On the feeling I could finally see right through

But it calls again

It's got a hold of me

Counting up my mistakes to join the queue

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Couldn't even skate back home

It was hard for me to stand up straight

Sacrificing myself with every single breath I take

Get yourself outside and take your mind off the heartbreak

You're a cloud of smoke

But I'm a lingering ache