the distance between who I am and what I've become is much further right now than it ever was
it's sad when you don't know the forest for the trees, but for the summer fires that burn across the headlines you read
well, you only do what can be done
can't take the truth til the truth has been spun
holy rollers come
count backwards to one
nicotine angels with tears on your sleeves, won't you let me be
the space between who you and what you mean to me is much further by far than it ought to be
it's easy to regret the face that you leave on an enemy once you know the things that they've seen
you only do what can be done
squint at the scars til they spell the word love
holy rollers come
count backwards to one
nicotine angels with tears on your sleeves, won't you let me be
the time that it takes to get to a breakthrough is longer when you've got some lies to hold onto
the life that you save may be your own, just as soon as you leave everything that you've known
you only do what can be done
waste time with wars you've already won
holy rollers come
count backwards to one
nicotine angels with tears on your sleeves, won't you let me be
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