Catching Smoke

I close my eyes
But I'm under dosed
She comes
Whispers in my ear and says
"Tell me what you know"
I got a habit of losing
And I'm downright broke
Please don't tell me what I wanna hear
I enjoy the control

(Woah)
I carry gypsy's eyes
(Woah)
I got a home but I'd rather keep it a lie

Bloodshot eyes
And my head just 'won't'
Call to her as she turns away and say
"Baby, please don't go"
My skin is always bruising
From head to toe
Watching life
Slip through my finger tips
It's like catching smoke

(Woah)
I carry gypsy's eyes
(Woah)
I got a home but I'd rather keep it a lie



Credits
Writer(s): Raygun Royale
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