i just dont start
to read this heavy book
just standing at gate
and smoking cigarette
i just dont start
cause i'd have known
the last page so well
i cann't read the first
it is, the same old brand new!
some kiss may cloud my memory
and other arms may hold a thrill
its a wing, hug that smells like hell
do nothing till u hear me
pay no attention to what's said
do nothing.. but you never will
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