Smoke puffs rise up as ash clips the fingers of that guy at the bus stop.
lyrics
Tarred perfume
Burnt paper
What have you fed me?
Sweet smoke
Dusty tang
Why have you misled me?
Pull the leaf past your lips
Ash clips your fingers
Revel in chemical peace
My trouble lingers...
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel,
It's all smoke and mirrors.
My desperation
Stretched thin over a cigarette
My two white doves flew away
God knows when I'll see them again
Lost inside misguiding light
Deep in dependence I reside
Grimestone and gasoline - they fuel my nicotine dream
Is each exhale a sigh of relief? Oh how I wish it, oh I wish it could be...
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel
It's all smoke and mirrors
Take me away x10
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel
It's all smoke and mirrors
credits
from Tall TreEP,
track released August 14, 2012
Jad Hammoud - Vocals/Guitar
Peter Klaassen - Bass
Andrew Cook - Drums
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