guts from half baked by spanish bombs

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

enough, i’ve had it and you start to call my bluff
i’ve lost all faith in trust, i start to doubt
gimme some time i’ll figure it out
can't even remember what i wanted now

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

shut the fuck up, i did it again, where i stopped and thought about us again
late nights spent blacked out, fucked up on the staircase, i think back to the nights we spent high at your dad's place
i can't keep trying to suppress the emptiness left inside my hollow
bones
again, and again, and again, and again

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

enough, i’ve had it and you start to call my bluff
i’ve lost all faith in trust, i start to doubt
gimme some time i’ll figure it out
can't even remember what i wanted now

cigarettes and kerosene
i’ll light the match, the spark to lead
feel the warmth in palm of hand
take a drag and start again

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