As much as i like it
they can't hold me back
cuz there's lines i can't forget
behind the cigarette
and thats what i do
there's 3 lines to end up
and somethimes one line to last
i don't regret no more
i gonna find a wall
and talk to my shoes once more
and my rhymes are a disgrace
thats what left behind the cigarette
your fingers are subtle up my skin
that i can not help wondering
how would you feel
when your breaths mingling in cigarette and perfume
i can't find it nowhere
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