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We breathe out and the words in the smoke fumes growOut our mouths, I'm leaving in a bad way, in a bad wayAcquaintances and friends comparing compliments all nightA flash of skeleton grins, discordant noise, the talking dims..We got cold. Spent the night driving homeWe swallowed road under bonnet. It all speeds byAnd as the road unfolds, unfurling homes in the headlightsThe space between your ears fills up with verse and tears.. From Letras Mania