I am a cigarette in the front pocket of
Your leather jacket and my life feels stagnant
No matter how far you carry me
I murdered my parents and all of my friends;
It becomes quite apparent that my life will end
With my head bashed in and bleeding
Crushed beneath your boot heel
We stand on the levee and my heart feels heavy . fuck, this isn’t healthy, your hand is so heavy
I wish we would both fit on my bike
But there’s just room for one
I ride off to the sunset, gun on my hip and
My brain is a train set: nothing is real
But it runs nonetheless
Your leather jacket and my life feels stagnant
No matter how far you carry me
I murdered my parents and all of my friends;
It becomes quite apparent that my life will end
With my head bashed in and bleeding
Crushed beneath your boot heel
We stand on the levee and my heart feels heavy . fuck, this isn’t healthy, your hand is so heavy
I wish we would both fit on my bike
But there’s just room for one
I ride off to the sunset, gun on my hip and
My brain is a train set: nothing is real
But it runs nonetheless
( Pigeon Pit )
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