Lyrics Tiny Moving Parts

Tiny Moving Parts

Smooth It Out

It's like second-hand smoke in your lungs

You cough, you cough, you cough, you cough, you cough

But it's okay

It's a phase, they say

Breathing is just temporary medicine

Nothing seems to matter

When no one needs noticing

The missteps, the smoke breaks

It's all in your head they say

Try to smooth it out

Scan an open road, distort the traffic

Never getting used to these second guesses

I can't pretend these things never happened

In every silence, ​there is a static

There is a static

So I'll try to smooth it out

It's whatever

Let me be the weight on your shoulders

I'll try to smooth it out

I will starve myself

I will do anything

'Cause you yawn

To turn life mute

I will starve myself

I will do anything

'Cause you yawn

To turn life mute

I will starve myself

I will do anything

To help

Scan an open road, distort the traffic

Never getting used to these second guesses

I can't pretend these things never happened

In every silence, ​there is a static

Scan an open road, distort the traffic

Never getting used to these second guesses

I can't pretend these things never happened

It's all in your head

It's like second-hand smoke

(You cough, you cough, you cough, you cough, you cough)

It's like second-hand smoke

(You cough, you cough, you cough, you cough, you cough)

It's like second-hand smoke

(You cough, you cough, you cough, you cough, you cough)

The missteps, the smoke breaks

It's all in your head