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You are akin to my cigarettes I light you up, then breathe you in The taste that stains my fingers and my lips Killing me slowly But I love it Can't get enough of it My lungs fiend for a bit of your nicotine Either way I'll die if you do Lose my mind if you don't
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
Camel, Turkish Royales
You are akin to my cigarettes I light you up, then breathe you in The taste that stains my fingers and my lips Killing me slowly But I love it Can't get enough of it My lungs fiend for a bit of your nicotine Either way I'll die if you do Lose my mind if you don't
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
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