Smoking in your empty garage
You pass me a match, so I can light myself up
We smell like gasoline and cigarette butts
Sleeping in our clothes, from three days before
Untangle me, disheveling
Messy in my mind and messy in my heart
The centipedes are watching me
Living with the spiders, dreaming with the moths
Sleeping on a blow up mattress
Cold is cutting through the blankets
So i drink another bottle
Body heat, i need to cuddle
Smoking in your empty garage
You pass me a match, so I can light myself up
Smoking in your empty garage
You pass me a match, so I can light myself up
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