Cigarette Smoke - Fishing | Текст песни

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we were idling in Sarah's car forever
we'd always reiterate our distaste for everything
and how we both wished that this place would extinguish
but I remember when illumination stopped existing

and how the lines of this city began to read like bad poetry

I cannot reinstate a tenth of the emotion
and I cannot resurrect this rigor mortis addled corpse

we were in Tyler's car, punch drunk with facial scars
leather jacket acapella... I can't remember the rest
but I know that on Pilot Rock the Fates weren't smiling bright
and through tear soaked pick-me-ups our hearts dissolved in our guts

voting is hard and climbing is even worse
choices grinding against the blood soaked grounds
and even if we never register again
i'll still think of your last grin and move past what was within it

we fall in love with ghosts and then we fall right into what we love

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