The Sickness -

It’s been easier to breathe

It’s been easier to breathe

The weight of all the world

The air punishing me

Fall like a victim

Fall through the cracks

Quiet conviction

Quiet attack

And if I could throw it all away and out to sea

If I cast it all away

I’d be free and

I woke up in the morning

It smelled like summer

I’ve learned my lesson

My lesson is learned

And I have taken my winnings

See where I’m going

I’ll give it everything, everything

We will smoke to the end

We’ll burn out and start again

Smoke to the end

And start again