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i'm holding your breath so you won't leave me and i see you slowly suffocating  i'm too selfish to let go so instead i suffer with you i feel your lungs straining and i ask you to take me in like i'm the last drag of your last cigarette  let me fill your collapsing lungs the ones that are crumbling into each other the way we did i was always your nicotine and you always knew  i'd be the end of you but you couldn't quit me i always knew this would end i'm an addiction out of style we always knew we would consume each other in the worst of ways so i'll tear you apart from the inside out we've always known  that the smoke in your lungs has my name on it i've become a disease i guess that makes me cancer or at least  something just as vile just as ruthless  just as deadly just as selfish  at least you'll remember me i guess that all describes me and i guess the smoke  describes you too and it describes us how we drifted into each other stealing parts of one another and setting off again losing ourselves but gaining new parts and maybe the point is losing yourself in another  but if we're the smoke then we're the cancer we're just as vile just as ruthless  just as deadly just as selfish [holyoak]
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
Marlboro Has Nothing On Me
i'm holding your breath so you won't leave me and i see you slowly suffocating  i'm too selfish to let go so instead i suffer with you i feel your lungs straining and i ask you to take me in like i'm the last drag of your last cigarette  let me fill your collapsing lungs the ones that are crumbling into each other the way we did i was always your nicotine and you always knew  i'd be the end of you but you couldn't quit me i always knew this would end i'm an addiction out of style we always knew we would consume each other in the worst of ways so i'll tear you apart from the inside out we've always known  that the smoke in your lungs has my name on it i've become a disease i guess that makes me cancer or at least  something just as vile just as ruthless  just as deadly just as selfish  at least you'll remember me i guess that all describes me and i guess the smoke  describes you too and it describes us how we drifted into each other stealing parts of one another and setting off again losing ourselves but gaining new parts and maybe the point is losing yourself in another  but if we're the smoke then we're the cancer we're just as vile just as ruthless  just as deadly just as selfish [holyoak]
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
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