Fill Me Up

Bite my tongue
Hold my breath
I'm not missing anyone
I'll go home
Lay in bed
With that cigarette you left
At my door
Hands go cold
I wont ever check my phone
I'll be gone, I'll be gone,
I'll be gone, I'll be gone

All my stars burn so bright
Hold me close in candlelight
I'll go home
Cry in bed
With that cigarette you left

Fill me up, like a bottle
Of fancy wine, times are tough



Credits
Writer(s): Finnian Murray
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