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What's the furthest place from here?
It hasn't been my day
For a couple years
What's a couple more?
And if I go, don't forget
The one good thing I almost did
I learned your name without words
I used my eyes, not my hands
What's the closest you can come
To an almost total wreck
And still walk away
All limbs intact?
And when I go, you'll be there
Reaching out, begging me
But I won't hear, I'll just go fast
Into this night on broken legs
A near miss or a close call
I keep a room in the hospital
And scratch my accidents into the wall
I couldn't wait to breathe your breath
I cut in line, I bled to death
I got to you, there was nothing left
What's the meanest you can be
To the one you claim to love
And still smile to
Your new-found friends?
And in the same confusing breath
You pull away and draw me in
I wanted you, you wanted more
I built this life, now it's mine
A near miss or a close call
I keep a room in the hospital
I scratch my accidents into the wall
I couldn't wait to breathe your breath
I cut in line, I bled to death
I got to you, there was nothing left
A near miss or a close call
I keep a room in the hospital
I scratch my accidents into the wall
I couldn't wait to breathe your breath
I cut in line, I bled to death
I got to you, there was nothing left
I got to you, there was nothing left
I got to you, there was nothing left
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Smoke (Brian Fallon)
03:12
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