Smoke Machine - GENTS

There’s a symmetry in the way that we part and go on

In synchrony yet one by one

A constant force push and shove it never stops and goes on

So easily it brings me to my knees

Eventually, we will slide back into old habits

Like a smoke machine you are all over the room and then you vanish

I don’t know what it is but you got what I miss

Like a smoke machine you are all over the room and then you vanish

The obvious choice would be to move on leave it behind

But something draws me to your sight helplessly

While you continue to do the same as me, reluctantly

Eventually, we will slide back into old habits

Like a smoke machine you are all over the room and then you vanish

I don’t know what it is but you got what I miss

Like a smoke machine you are all over the room and then you vanish

But you got what I miss

(Like the horizon it’s always there but never truly beyond no matter how much

you wanna reach it you can’t — let’s try)

Eventually, we will slide back into old habits

On the spare of the moment, we change our direction, I keep forgetting

I don’t know what it is but you got what I miss

Like a smoke machine you are all over the room and then you vanish