letra de second hand smoke - patchy blonde
smoke isn’t silver, it’s gold
this fog isn’t fire-filtered, it’s cold
try to peak through a wall
that is coating and stinging my eye
blinking ash back, no it’s not tears
but indeed i might cry
breathing in second hand smoke
filled my spirit with dirt and heavy things
too scared to hold onto my own cigarette
when childhood taught me to think
and they tell me, keep your body healthy
but the greatest pains i’ve ever felt
have been from people i know
taking parts of me that are out of my control
blondes all fade to an ash grey
blondes all fade to an ash grey
my legs grow numb round the campfire
i didn’t know if it was me not trying enough
to move my legs, to stand my ground for her
and i’m completely besides myself, screaming
why can’t you look me in the eye?
why can’t you look me in the eye?
why
why
why
why
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