writing love letters to an industrialized nation - life at these speeds lyrics

for our arms to split
we are pulled down as we break away
push to pull through brick
and they carry us away
such fine lines will cut
against our moistened skin
try to free up moments
from the bloodline sweat to skin
as our life lines will cross
and angle and angle
so we push and pull and we burn
as we try to buy us up some time
bend, bend and break our days away
life lines will cross
carry us away