i measure time in seconds between cigarrettes
don t mind choking on cold regrets
enamored with the possibility of getting so blind i don t wanna see
be everything you didn t want to be
let apathy set you free
everything you hated we sold our souls to walk right on past you
how long i ve waited, unimportant, frustrated
scream the lines at people between cigarrettes
don t mind taking something i haven t had yet
been splitting my head til i can t see
so you lay it all out right in front of me
no time to wonder what you re gonna be
let apathy set you free.

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