This Respirator
๐ต 1318 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:57 duration
๐ ID: 1846570
๐ Lyrics
These four wheels feel like home to me
Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
These faces I see and these fumes I breathe
It's proof enough this is where I want to be
These photographs tell a story of their own
Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
These highway lines, these miles and miles
They breathe
It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
And these four wheels feel like home to me
These doors close and we're chasing the sky
This chaos brews and keeps us alive
Why trade the world when the world is mine?
Why give up now when all we've got is time?
Looking through this broken glass
These dreams invade the ceiling
They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
I'll make it last
A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
The volume's too quiet now
These tires' tread mark a special occasion
And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
So, let these flat chords just break your heart
And who the fuck said we were giving up?
'Cause it's just begun
It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
These four wheels feel like home to me
And I feel like I never want to go home
We could stop the world and we could tear it apart
These four wheels feel like home to me
They breathe
Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
These faces I see and these fumes I breathe
It's proof enough this is where I want to be
These photographs tell a story of their own
Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
These highway lines, these miles and miles
They breathe
It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
And these four wheels feel like home to me
These doors close and we're chasing the sky
This chaos brews and keeps us alive
Why trade the world when the world is mine?
Why give up now when all we've got is time?
Looking through this broken glass
These dreams invade the ceiling
They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
I'll make it last
A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
The volume's too quiet now
These tires' tread mark a special occasion
And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
So, let these flat chords just break your heart
And who the fuck said we were giving up?
'Cause it's just begun
It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
These four wheels feel like home to me
And I feel like I never want to go home
We could stop the world and we could tear it apart
These four wheels feel like home to me
They breathe
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.49] These four wheels feel like home to me
[00:27.94] Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
[00:30.39] These faces I see and these fumes I breathe
[00:33.17] It's proof enough this is where I want to be
[00:35.68] These photographs tell a story of their own
[00:37.98] Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
[00:40.61] These highway lines, these miles and miles
[00:43.13] They breathe
[00:45.47] It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
[00:50.56] And these four wheels feel like home to me
[00:55.76] These doors close and we're chasing the sky
[00:58.41] This chaos brews and keeps us alive
[01:00.94] Why trade the world when the world is mine?
[01:03.42] Why give up now when all we've got is time?
[01:05.97] Looking through this broken glass
[01:08.51] These dreams invade the ceiling
[01:09.85] They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
[01:13.38] I'll make it last
[01:16.24] A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
[01:19.29] The volume's too quiet now
[01:21.65] These tires' tread mark a special occasion
[01:23.76] And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
[01:26.21] As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
[01:28.48] So, let these flat chords just break your heart
[01:31.27] And who the fuck said we were giving up?
[01:33.09] 'Cause it's just begun
[01:36.41] It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
[01:41.50] These four wheels feel like home to me
[01:43.82] And I feel like I never want to go home
[01:46.49] We could stop the world and we could tear it apart
[01:51.56] These four wheels feel like home to me
[01:54.12] They breathe
[01:55.43]
[00:27.94] Enough with living broke at home and bank robberies
[00:30.39] These faces I see and these fumes I breathe
[00:33.17] It's proof enough this is where I want to be
[00:35.68] These photographs tell a story of their own
[00:37.98] Two fists, white knuckles on a microphone
[00:40.61] These highway lines, these miles and miles
[00:43.13] They breathe
[00:45.47] It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
[00:50.56] And these four wheels feel like home to me
[00:55.76] These doors close and we're chasing the sky
[00:58.41] This chaos brews and keeps us alive
[01:00.94] Why trade the world when the world is mine?
[01:03.42] Why give up now when all we've got is time?
[01:05.97] Looking through this broken glass
[01:08.51] These dreams invade the ceiling
[01:09.85] They could fall so fast but now we're knee-deep in this shit
[01:13.38] I'll make it last
[01:16.24] A lifetime of wanting and waiting and deadly persuading
[01:19.29] The volume's too quiet now
[01:21.65] These tires' tread mark a special occasion
[01:23.76] And my ears haven't stopped ringing out
[01:26.21] As these notes are bellowed they'll rip you apart
[01:28.48] So, let these flat chords just break your heart
[01:31.27] And who the fuck said we were giving up?
[01:33.09] 'Cause it's just begun
[01:36.41] It's just begun, whoa-oh, and our broken backs are so, so cold
[01:41.50] These four wheels feel like home to me
[01:43.82] And I feel like I never want to go home
[01:46.49] We could stop the world and we could tear it apart
[01:51.56] These four wheels feel like home to me
[01:54.12] They breathe
[01:55.43]