fog comes in, we lose our coats
sleep with the dead old friends
we lose our voices, it gets so cold
I don't even feel it

fog comes in, you run outside
with this song in my headphones, could you hear it writhe
like it was under my skin, like it was alive
I don't even feel it

you, tripping over your sleeves
too strong for this city
too clean for me
what are you thinking?
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know

the fog comes in, we run outside
sleep with the dead old friends
pink calcified skeletons, I think I'm home
I don't even feel it

the fog comes in, you run outside
I had this song in my head, could you see it hurt me
like it was under my skin, like it was alive
I guess I don't even feel it

you, tripping over your sleeves
too strong for this city
too clean for me
what are you thinking?
I guess I'll never know
I guess I'll never know

voicemail audio: uh... I realize that I'm gonna see you very soon

you, tripping over your sleeves
too good for this city
I'm gonna watch you leave (x2)
I know I'm gonna see you leave
I'm gonna watch you leave

you, tripping over your sleeves
all of you so honest
all of this so sweet
when you bleed I bleed
what you see I see
what you breathe I breathe

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