spinnin 88

ceilings spinning like theirs crystals phone lights strobin like a ritual still see your face in the car sat by my side, miles apart breathing the same smoke that kissed you your lips say i could kill you texting but im playing a part how are you just who you are feeling somehting i could wish to stealin like i dont even miss you i am iam am iam you took away my plans look at the paper i wouldnt change ya couldnt i save us before we get way up on the smoke in you car blowin smokes rings around my heart i am well i thought i was i never hurt nobody but il hurt myself by the end of night i tooka a line of but it kinda jus feels like decaf high sun through the basment f*ck all the patience say you got me but i know, but i know, but i know you lieee"