Punch

I see coal in our eyes
Watched me steal your light
Shared a cigarette
Yeah we stayed alive

It was not enough
For the two of us
Drinks from tired cups
Cause my baby packs a punch
It was all a bit too much
Never bout the two of us
Taking a familiar puff
Now my baby's packed her stuff

There's a beautiful boy
Sitting in the dark
Alone he softly trembles
Crumpled up papes line an ashtray
I picked myself up
From his bed

Made some one night friends
Stockholm's haunted guise
She's a lesbian
And she's really high

It was not enough
For the two of us
Drinks from tired cups
Cause my baby packs a punch
It was all a bit too much
Never bout the two of us
Taking a familiar puff
Now my baby's packed her stuff



Credits
Writer(s): Saverio Cesaretti
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