Flannel Shirts and Strongbow Dark Fruits
I smell like smoke and can taste the cider
I'm freezing cold because it's alright to let her
Fade from my mind the summer after
It ended up being a waste of time
I don't even wear those shirts anymore
For no other reason than I just got bored
In exactly the same way that you were
With me and your home and all the people you hate
You were saying the same thing over and over
Everything would always be the same here
And I guess that I would hide in a hangover
If I'd played all my cards but invested nothing
And the taste of that cider makes me feel sick
I'm paranoid that the smoke smell will stick
But it fades after I sit outside for a while
Thinking about better wastes of time
I'm no longer sure how to feel about being trapped here with no options
When some of the time I feel alright just alright enough to go outside
You were saying the same thing over and over
Everything would always be the same here
And I guess that I would hide in a hangover
If I'd played all my cards but invested nothing
I smell like smoke and can taste the cider
I'm freezing cold because it's alright to let her
Fade from my mind the summer after
It ended up being a waste of time
I'm freezing cold because it's alright to let her
Fade from my mind the summer after
It ended up being a waste of time
I don't even wear those shirts anymore
For no other reason than I just got bored
In exactly the same way that you were
With me and your home and all the people you hate
You were saying the same thing over and over
Everything would always be the same here
And I guess that I would hide in a hangover
If I'd played all my cards but invested nothing
And the taste of that cider makes me feel sick
I'm paranoid that the smoke smell will stick
But it fades after I sit outside for a while
Thinking about better wastes of time
I'm no longer sure how to feel about being trapped here with no options
When some of the time I feel alright just alright enough to go outside
You were saying the same thing over and over
Everything would always be the same here
And I guess that I would hide in a hangover
If I'd played all my cards but invested nothing
I smell like smoke and can taste the cider
I'm freezing cold because it's alright to let her
Fade from my mind the summer after
It ended up being a waste of time
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Writer(s): Sour Breath
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