The Sickness

It's been easier to breathe It's been easier to breathe The weight of all the world The air punishing me Fall like a victim Fall through the cracks Quiet conviction Quiet attack And if I could throw it all away and out to sea If I cast it all away I'd be free and I woke up in the morning It smelled like summer I've learned my lesson My lesson is learned And I have taken my winnings See where I'm going I'll give it everything, everything We will smoke to the end We'll burn out and start again Smoke to the end And start again