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๐Ÿ‘ค edbl โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Cigars โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:17
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โฑ๏ธ 3:17 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Well we smoke cigars
Lead ourselves astray
And play our broke guitars
And we're worlds apart
I keep playing through the rhythm
Seeing shooting stars
(Yeah)

Look
Somethings different in the way they breathe
Somethings distant in the way they speak
Can't take silence for nothing but I guess it's sweet
Cause it's always cheeks up when I sold my dream
And now I got a taste for a sour path
Waste away the days its a shame how the hours pass
Only me to blame search for change in a broken yard
Shits always the same swigging water through a champagne glass

But still I spark a cigar
They can say what they like
I ain't a lover for dark
But I be lovin' the light
Its all apart of the graft
Think I been doing it right
Maybe one day ill be sitting nice

Well we smoke cigars
Lead ourselves astray
And play our broke guitars
And we're worlds apart
I keep playing through the rhythm
Seeing shooting stars

Run my tongue
Try to taste gold before
Try sell my dreams
I close the store
Try sell my songs on broken thoughts
Cause I cant feel the love anymore

And they don't like a loser
Seems the down days choose you
Hard hits bruise you
Still got a soul and they're still capped up
Till I drive down western In a black top cruiser

Rising so my
Pride wont fall in
Please fall harder

Well we smoke cigars
Lead ourselves astray
And play our broke guitars
And we're worlds apart
I keep playing through the rhythm
Seeing shooting stars

Alright
Another quick 16 bruv I'll do it for the hell of it
Lead ourselves astray I've lost all sense of etiquette
I flipped MJ now Annie's asking if I'm ok
Couple radio plays and they ask me how I'm selling it (true)
But I'm on making memories for a lifetime
People come money go I'll just wait until the times right
And I wont stop till I'm standing in the limelight
But I wont be waiting round for no millionaires lifeline
See I would phone a friend but half my friends are phoney
I mean where was in times when I was down and lonely
Bruv I was down and out and now they're tryna fold me
Its like step by step they slowly wanna know me
Cause with a little bit clout now everybody's on the wagon
Imagine, truth is I never thought this would happen
Remember days jumping trains, right, from Brighton to Clapham
H-town boy with the same old passions

Well we smoke cigars
Lead ourselves astray
And play our broke guitars
(broke guitars, broke guitars, broke guitars ahhh)
And we're worlds apart
I keep playing through the rhythm
Seeing shooting stars
(mate I think that's it y'know)
(Big up)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.29] Well we smoke cigars
[00:03.10] Lead ourselves astray
[00:05.58] And play our broke guitars
[00:10.78] And we're worlds apart
[00:13.35] I keep playing through the rhythm
[00:16.04] Seeing shooting stars
[00:18.99] (Yeah)
[00:21.24] Look
[00:22.31] Somethings different in the way they breathe
[00:24.99] Somethings distant in the way they speak
[00:27.05] Can't take silence for nothing but I guess it's sweet
[00:29.63] Cause it's always cheeks up when I sold my dream
[00:32.32] And now I got a taste for a sour path
[00:34.34] Waste away the days its a shame how the hours pass
[00:37.09] Only me to blame search for change in a broken yard
[00:39.44] Shits always the same swigging water through a champagne glass
[00:42.38] But still I spark a cigar
[00:43.65] They can say what they like
[00:44.94] I ain't a lover for dark
[00:46.09] But I be lovin' the light
[00:47.29] Its all apart of the graft
[00:48.65] Think I been doing it right
[00:49.94] Maybe one day ill be sitting nice
[00:51.72] Well we smoke cigars
[00:54.53] Lead ourselves astray
[00:56.67] And play our broke guitars
[01:01.66] And we're worlds apart
[01:04.06] I keep playing through the rhythm
[01:06.70] Seeing shooting stars
[01:12.26] Run my tongue
[01:13.00] Try to taste gold before
[01:15.09] Try sell my dreams
[01:16.47] I close the store
[01:17.49] Try sell my songs on broken thoughts
[01:19.87] Cause I cant feel the love anymore
[01:23.32] And they don't like a loser
[01:25.13] Seems the down days choose you
[01:26.77] Hard hits bruise you
[01:28.07] Still got a soul and they're still capped up
[01:30.15] Till I drive down western In a black top cruiser
[01:33.06] Rising so my
[01:35.62] Pride wont fall in
[01:38.07] Please fall harder
[01:42.59] Well we smoke cigars
[01:45.66] Lead ourselves astray
[01:47.55] And play our broke guitars
[01:53.04] And we're worlds apart
[01:55.44] I keep playing through the rhythm
[01:58.00] Seeing shooting stars
[02:02.59] Alright
[02:03.34] Another quick 16 bruv I'll do it for the hell of it
[02:06.29] Lead ourselves astray I've lost all sense of etiquette
[02:08.73] I flipped MJ now Annie's asking if I'm ok
[02:11.58] Couple radio plays and they ask me how I'm selling it (true)
[02:14.71] But I'm on making memories for a lifetime
[02:16.66] People come money go I'll just wait until the times right
[02:18.96] And I wont stop till I'm standing in the limelight
[02:21.36] But I wont be waiting round for no millionaires lifeline
[02:24.22] See I would phone a friend but half my friends are phoney
[02:26.45] I mean where was in times when I was down and lonely
[02:28.74] Bruv I was down and out and now they're tryna fold me
[02:31.42] Its like step by step they slowly wanna know me
[02:34.04] Cause with a little bit clout now everybody's on the wagon
[02:36.70] Imagine, truth is I never thought this would happen
[02:39.10] Remember days jumping trains, right, from Brighton to Clapham
[02:41.71] H-town boy with the same old passions
[02:44.13] Well we smoke cigars
[02:47.04] Lead ourselves astray
[02:48.10] And play our broke guitars
[02:51.09] (Broke guitars, broke guitars, broke guitars ahhh)
[02:54.17] And we're worlds apart
[02:56.86] I keep playing through the rhythm
[02:59.10] Seeing shooting stars
[03:06.04] (Mate I think that's it y'know)
[03:08.15] (Big up)
[03:10.16]

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