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Glocca Morra Broken Cigarettes Lyrics

Last updated: 08/02/2012 05:25:24 AM

You were born to decide who you fuck over in your life.
Sitting in the backseat of a car and you’re loaded,
Doesn’t add up.

I want another,
Wouldn’t have it any other best friend on a bad day
That I don’t have to call you,
You’re doing fine without me.

But you are your mother’s daughter,
You led me out to the slaughter,
I can respect that.
But you are your mother’s daughter,
Who led me out to the slaughter,
I can respect that.

I’m not bored, I’m not pathetic,
I’ll try harder to forget it.
I was flying to the moon whenever you were around,
You were singing back home and I got lost in the sound.
Not that you’d ever understand, but if you wanted to know,
You could make me, you could break me, you choose to waste me,
The only love I’ll ever know.

Pull up the car to your house, I come out, you come out,
Unprepared, undecided on.
Wave that caught my eye, I will try,
Wave that caught my eye.
I’ll go back inside, you’ll go see him, watch my body die.




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