forcing myself to adore the scratching of smoke in my throat
yet still nothing is as painfully good as you were
i'm waiting for the nicotine to come to my aid
and i'm still waiting for you too
knocking at my door
forcing myself to adore the scratching of smoke in my throat
yet still nothing is as painfully good as you were
i'm waiting for the nicotine to come to my aid
and i'm still waiting for you too