miércoles, 13 de junio de 2012

Coffee & cigarettes 
are my only escape. I got my cup of joe, my pack of stogs and I'm on my way downtown to set up shop and sing my cares away. 
So won't you sing with me? cause it's cold outside and I'm feeling kinda lonely. Friday nights are always the same in this town. I'm looking up but I'm feeling kinda down, so I light this cigarette and smoke the night away and I hope that Saturday will be the day when everthing feels okay.

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