Jul 2018
Here’s another cigarette
I light in your name.
“What’s his name?”
I hear them say
I don’t even know,
But I know how you taste.
You taste like summer
With a hint of sweet red grapes.
I light in your name.
“What’s his name?”
I hear them say
I don’t even know,
But I know how you taste.
You taste like summer
With a hint of sweet red grapes.
