Young Adult - Drag

Ignore the tickle in your throat
That screams for you to speak
To beg
To be weak

Ignore the sensory nerves
Telling your legs to run to her place
Ignore them
But you're already there

Not quite living not quite dead
Just pull the smoke
From that cigarette
And let the cancer kill her taste
That stains your lips

It took all that I had
To leave the best last week
And get out of my head

Four walls and a door
Just don't make a home
When you're alone

Not quite living not quite dead
Just pull the smoke
From that cigarette
And let the cancer kill her taste
That stains your lips

Your bottom drawer in the dresser
Just stays empty
Cobweb ridden
Please come home and come home quickly
I promise I'll get better

Not quite living not quite dead
Just pull the smoke
From that cigarette
And let the cancer kill her taste
That stains your lips

Written by:
Cody Gray

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