Sunday, March 15, 2009

Smoking his last cigarette


It keeps you up
From the back of your mind
To the tip of your tongue
Reaching out looking for mine


I’ll be your cigarette
Light me up and get on with it
I’ll be hard to forget
Good or bad I want to be a habit
Good or bad I want to be your habit

Sweet relief
That’s what you come and get from me
I give it up everytime
You want it you got it
I'll be your queen.

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