I picked out a **** out cigarette
Stained with scabbing Lipstick
And I notice something peculiar ;
These memories taste like copper
I pressed it back into the ashtray
Only to be forgotten again...
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
I picked out a **** out cigarette
Stained with scabbing Lipstick
And I notice something peculiar ;
These memories taste like copper
I pressed it back into the ashtray
Only to be forgotten again...
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