There's a lot of things
you need to know
light a cigarette,
and let's hit the road
let me explain...
our words still make no sense
but I will try to understand
and the smoke I breathe,
when exhaled, is truth
as the closer we get
the ashtray's full
our words still make no sense
but I will try to understand
we burn in the same flame
but i will cross this hell with you
Let the counter spin 'till dawn
'till we need no more words
Let the time flow through our wounds
'till we act again as one