Coffee and Cigarettes
wake up, take your pills dear, i know this time of year ain't right for you...
you came with a sickness, shot down back in christmas, kamikaze rain...
and i'm sure you've lost that weight again,
i'm sure the pills keep pouring in,
like smoke that falls, it's caving into you...
so put me on a plane, and fly me to anywhere...but you...
one night, when you woke up, you bled till you spoke up, oh this ain't pretty, dear...
with clocks, watch the time go till spring, when the rain can finally be free...
and i'm sure you've lost that weight again,
i'm sure those pills keep pouring in,
we'll scream at night, to make them go away...
so put me on a plane, and fly me to anywhere...but you...
by Augustana [all the stars and boulevards]
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