i 've got a soft spot for the smell of tobacco and the taste of whiskey
and the voice of boys who claim to miss me
i long to get high
high up in the trees
in the hills
along the ridges
i live to pierce the atmosphere
and note the lack of sensation as i plummet
oh how i love it
those cheap thrills of the fall
Mar 15, 2015
Mar 15, 2015 at 2:35 AM UTC
i 've got a soft spot for the smell of tobacco and the taste of whiskey
and the voice of boys who claim to miss me
i long to get high
high up in the trees
in the hills
along the ridges
i live to pierce the atmosphere
and note the lack of sensation as i plummet
oh how i love it
those cheap thrills of the fall
i love to know you, i just hate knowing what i'd do to you.
