Running out of cigarettes,
I smoke one of the 4 that I hid
and then used as pillars to put a world on;
a universe collapsed.
You can still find me there,
digging in the ruins
to find the other 3 cigarettes.
Well, yeah - these days are days for grieving.
I smoke one of the 4 that I hid
and then used as pillars to put a world on;
a universe collapsed.
You can still find me there,
digging in the ruins
to find the other 3 cigarettes.
Well, yeah - these days are days for grieving.
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