Topic: cigarettes and sweat | |
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He wants to do this
I want to do that I think i can't miss Yet always left flat So this is it This is what i get Cigarettes and sweat I wake up alone yet again always meeting the wrong men They say they'll be here They say they'll be there They're never here And they really don't care So this is it This is what i get All that i'm left with is Cigarettes and sweat Look in my eyes Tell me lies Why can't i see I look at your face You're such a discrace So blind to me What do you give What do i get Nothing but cigarettes and sweat You burn my heart And drown my soul You're now a part Of a gaping hole I'll bet all i can You're the kind of man To take what he can get And leave nothing But cigarettes and sweat You left me- completely- empty No there's nothing left Just traces of cigarettes and sweat |
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