She throws me a kiss like she's blowing out candles.
I smoke long into the night,
there's a party at Everley mansions,
tensions
recriminations
which we'll blame on the *****
She
flickers like lightning and strikes
I lick the Rizla and build
a new smoke,, looking
long into the candle light
waiting for the day.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 4:33 PM UTC
She throws me a kiss like she's blowing out candles.
I smoke long into the night,
there's a party at Everley mansions,
tensions
recriminations
which we'll blame on the *****
She
flickers like lightning and strikes
I lick the Rizla and build
a new smoke,, looking
long into the candle light
waiting for the day.
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