Smoke Cigarettes - Slowride

Spend the night alone inside a sunday suit

Kill a living friend over an upscale look

It’s hard to give a hadn when i’ve got only two

Dont' look now, or you’ll see me under

With a dirty face i try to smile my teeth

It’s hard to make it work cause i can barely breathe

I think it’s there but i know a little less than i think

And you came through with a likely number

We take

What we want

It dont matter

Where it’s from

We’re two of a kind

And i love you in my mind