I can taste the tobacco smoke on your tongue
My only mistake was that I didn't run
Your happiness is not a warm gun
It's a nuclear bomb and now it's got me spun
Bored to death of your cigarette breath
You dug too deep
Tryna be discreet
Looking for a new leaf
All you got is stained teeth
So sweet
The record doesn't spin neat
When you're putting lights out
With the soles of your feet
I don't wanna open up
With a half full cup
Like that's the only way
that I can handle your touch
Too much has gone down
With you and your night gown
Too wrongs make a fight
And it's happening right now
I can see the dumb look in your eyes
To everybody else you look surprised
But oh god damn, I know you well
So baby girl, you can go to hell
We blow,
Smoke rings and things that we like
In a tree that only sprouts leaves at night
Let's take a break on the fire escape
And get light
I don't really want the drama to take
I'm tryna fake smiles
While I stop the cough
I'm lost
Figure now's the time to cut costs
You're the boss
And it's never been any other way
So let's kill this pack
And pretend we're okay
I can see the dumb look in your eyes
To everybody else you look surprised
But oh god damn, I know you well
So baby girl, you can go to hell
I can taste the tobacco smoke on your tongue
I didn't expect it to make me numb
Our castle's made of dirt and it's no fun
So now I'm going cold turkey and I'm done
credits
from Nocturnal Truth - EP,
released July 10, 2012
Music by Julien Melendez
Lyics by Kahiem Davis
Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Mike Forst
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