J / Q - Second Hand Cigarette | Текст песни

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I smoked a second hand cigarette.
I found it on the ground and the filter was still wet.
I know what you must think but baby I don't really care.
I'd recognize the stain of your lipstick anywhere.
I smoked a second hand cigarette
I found outside your house after you went in
and you didn't really see me cuz I'm not that hard to miss
as I shiverd in the shadows with your nicotine-y kiss.

This is something for the creepy people.
This is something for all you real live ghosts.
This is something for all those secrets
that we keep so deep down.
This is something we can call our own.

My love for you is so complex.
I see you everyday but you don't know it yet.
I'm not out to be your lover; I'm not out for t & a.
I save your cigarettes just to collect your DNA.

This is something for the creepy people.
This is something for all you real live ghosts.
This is something for all you sexual pioneers,
forging ever onward into virgin territory unexplored......

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