Cigarettes & Friends
by
Stuck at Second
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released 13 February 2012
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- Track Name: Cigarettes
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Im getting sick of my own skin
I wish I could rip it off and start over again
Its all about the time and distance
I hope when I go back things wont be different
This is my reality check
an empty solo cup and the smell of cigarettes
but all I want is my bed and my best friends
and the sounds of my own hometown playing in my ears again
Chorus
Disproving home is where the heart is,
is something I dont want to do anymore
cause all I think about what I left back down I-84
Im counting down the days to go back to simple ways
I hope to god things haven’t changed
but nothing ever stays the same
I break down so easily
but not just ready to build up just yet
I live with a constant headache
and a sinking in my chest
But this is me and Im running on empty
just hoping things can be like how they used to be
Chorus
So ill skip town, cut off all contact from home
I think its time I figure this out on my own
- Track Name: Friends
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Dont say my clocks off
Because time is what you make it
If you want something that bad
You just got ahead and take it
And I know for sure
That timings not the issue
Its just the person that you choose
And how they truly feel about you
And I spent months wasting away
I was getting used to the gray
But now I can honestly say
Im better off without you anyway
And all I need
is to believe in one thing
But you left me hopeless
and now you mean nothing
Just burning the pictures
You left in my head
So I brush off the ash
Move on, and forget
And I spent months wasting away
I was getting you used to the gray
But now I can honestly say
Im better off without you anyway
I guess I fucked up then
I wish I picked my friends
And if I could back
I promise you things would be different
I guess I fucked up then
I wish I picked my friends