I woke up with a puff of cigarette down the throat
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I woke up with a puff of cigarette down the throat Too much I seen , kept in my head, so I let it float I push myself so low, have to get it high Is it the Stockholm syndrome, they been dragging by Is it selfish if i get to run Am I the judas , if I’m done Lying in the same bed ,in same covers and same cries That get perfected by Times and times of unpaid drama Didn’t even get paid to die And your heart died a thousand times, when I have seen A china set in deep blue , more cracked with every scene
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I woke up with a puff of cigarette down the throat Too much I seen , kept in my head, so I let it float I push myself so low, have to get it high Is it the Stockholm syndrome, they been dragging by Is it selfish if i get to run Am I the judas , if I’m done Lying in the same bed ,in same covers and same cries That get perfected by Times and times of unpaid drama Didn’t even get paid to die And your heart died a thousand times, when I have seen A china set in deep blue , more cracked with every scene
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