Smoke in the rear-view mirror The wheels are coming off at top speed Signs can be misleading Everything is under control Hit the ground shaking Moving to the heartless rhythm of a dead beat It came without a warning The collision in me So close We came so close Get on with what has to be done So close we came so close There's nothing left to learn There's nothing left for us Nothing left to burn Get on with what has to be done Sticking needles and pins into lonely skin Suck the marrow without thinking Today feels like ages ago Hanging over balconies Smoke bellowing up and out Always comes without a warning The collision in me