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The Cigarette Song

๐Ÿ‘ค Pigeon Pit โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Shut In โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:22
๐ŸŽต 696 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:22 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9021476

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I am a cigarette
in the front pocket
of your leather jacket
and my life feels stagnant,
no matter how far you carry me.
I murdered my parents
and all of my friends;
it becomes quite apparent
that my life will end
with my head bashed in and bleeding,
crushed beneath your boot heel.
We stand on the levee
and my heart feels heavy.
Fuck, this isn't healthy,
your hand is so heavy.
I wish we would both fit on my bike,
but there's just room for one
I ride off to the sun-
set, gun on my hip
and my brain is a train
set: nothing is real,
but it runs nonetheless.
And I am a cigarette
in the front pocket
of your leather jacket
and my life feels stagnant
no matter how fast
we drive down the seventeen

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:20.35] I am a cigarette
[00:22.71] In the front pocket
[00:24.83] Of your leather jacket
[00:26.86] And my life feels stagnant,
[00:29.15] No matter how far you carry me.
[00:37.85] I murdered my parents
[00:40.20] And all of my friends;
[00:42.46] It becomes quite apparent
[00:44.40] That my life will end
[00:46.29] With my head bashed in and bleeding,
[00:49.06] Crushed beneath your boot heel.
[00:55.98] We stand on the levee
[00:58.17] And my heart feels heavy.
[00:59.32] Fuck, this isn't healthy,
[01:01.62] Your hand is so heavy.
[01:03.97] I wish we would both fit on my bike,
[01:12.36] But there's just room for one
[01:14.14] I ride off to the sun-
[01:16.56] Set, gun on my hip
[01:18.91] And my brain is a train
[01:21.06] Set: nothing is real,
[01:22.78] But it runs nonetheless.
[01:29.66] And I am a cigarette
[01:32.25] In the front pocket
[01:34.13] Of your leather jacket
[01:36.14] And my life feels stagnant
[01:38.20] No matter how fast
[01:39.88] We drive down the seventeen
[01:46.34]

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