Some Kind Of Cigarette
how long will it take for you to come back around?
another two months and i might just drown, myself
ive been shipwrecked on a stranded island burning off cigarettes
that might just kill me before shit hits the fan
mary jane, oh my such a beautiful name, itd be such a shame for you to
be just a phase
i think its what ive asked for, id say i dont know what i want i want
im stuck between catching fire and throwing it all away
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