Our smoke was all over the room
Oh you said it was killing you
But we were killing the seconds
Lying on your mom's carpet.
Oh, my time killer
Don't rush it
Running towards the minutes
Scaring the hours.
No need of caffeine
You had the adrenaline in your blood
You were in a hurry.
Now my feet don't touch the ground
They touch your feet
No way down, do you feel me?
Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 5:17 PM UTC
Our smoke was all over the room
Oh you said it was killing you
But we were killing the seconds
Lying on your mom's carpet.
Oh, my time killer
Don't rush it
Running towards the minutes
Scaring the hours.
No need of caffeine
You had the adrenaline in your blood
You were in a hurry.
Now my feet don't touch the ground
They touch your feet
No way down, do you feel me?
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