Half-life of oxygen spent breathing homesick air
Tearing my heart apart, yours ticks without a tear
Slow down, I haven't moved at all
The cold can't kill us but we won't survive the fall
Slipping, falling away
Hold on day to day, year to year, from here to there
Poison my speaking voice with half-truths and denials
Converting oxygen by living, breathing, suffering, screaming
We can't, we can, we will, we will, we won't
Slow down

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