HBD...

"But sometimes I miss ur face and ur taste and ur smoking gun"

Oh, our lives don't collide, I'm aware of this

The differences and impulses and your obsession with

The little things you like stick, and I like aerosol

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𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘵? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 "𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦"

𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘥

Long nights, daydreams Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you Headlights, on me Racing to 60, I've been a fool But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like Blue eyes, black jeans Lighters and candy, I've been a fool But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you