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letra de saint nicotine - pie for billy

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this rooftop party’s a curated disaster
some dude’s talking crypto, speaking faster and faster
he thinks i’m listening, but i checked out long ago
saying everything’s corrupt as if i don’t already know
he’s mansplaining postmodern art with vodka soda in his hand
and i’m developing a brand new twitch that i don’t understand
so pardon my departure, i’ve got my own emergency
a one on one appointment with a bit of burning chemistry

and my therapist said i should quit and push through
i want to disassociate, but some nicotine will do!

i don’t need your intervention, i just need a f-cking cigarette!
a bit of self-destruction that makes evеryone around upset!
’cause thе world’s on fire, it’s tragic and pathetic!
at least this slow-motion crash is purely aesthetic!
i know i’ll wake up tomorrow coughing, gasping for fresh air
saint nicotine is all i have, so i sing this smoke filled prayer!

another family dinner where the politics are showing
uncle dave is on a rant, and where the h-ll is this going?
the turkey’s getting colder than my grandmother’s disdain
while i’m calculating how much longer i’ll remain
my cousin’s talking nfts, my sister’s crying vegan
and i’m developing a new and fascinating twitch again
so i’ll slip out to the porch where the ashtray’s looking lonely
sometimes i think camel joe’s the only one that knows me
and they’re screaming “but you’re gonna die!”
you call this living? i’m barely scr-ping by!

i don’t need your intervention, i just need a f-cking cigarette!
a bit of self-destruction that makes everyone around upset!
’cause the world’s on fire, it’s tragic and pathetic!
at least this slow-motion crash is purely aesthetic!
i know i’ll wake up tomorrow coughing, gasping for fresh air
saint nicotine is all i have, so i sing this smoke filled prayer!

in a room full of faces staring at their phones
the most intimate connection i have ever known
is this burning ember glowing in the dark
a tiny, perfect rebellion, my own personal spark
while you’re all swiping right for some validation
i’ll have a conversation with combustible salvation

i don’t need your intervention, i just need a f-cking cigarette!
a bit of self-destruction that makes everyone around upset!
’cause the world’s on fire, it’s tragic and pathetic!
at least this slow-motion crash is purely aesthetic!
i know i’ll wake up tomorrow coughing, gasping for fresh air
saint nicotine is all i have, so i sing this smoke filled prayer!

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