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cigarette smoke - atchley. lyrics

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[verse]
these times don’t get better
i know ’cause the devil told me
these late night conversations with angel faces control me
i kick the rocks on the pavement and collapse so you can hold me
and rap in a monotone of voice that i think mom would scold me over

so let’s not lose these nights where we sit in the backyard
and make each other laugh and look up at the black stars
we’re just a group of friends that n0body could tear apart
and i think our greatest fear is that we can be torn apart

but we’re too tight knit in the booth of freddy’s diner
drink our shakes, eat our burgers, let n0body be our timer
k and j will make lovely babies someday
the girl i like has a man
but for me that’s just okay
’cause we get to keep the

boy and girl next door persona
radio blaring my shirona
radio blaring kings of leon
one of them says she’ll make me love them
but part of me knows this is nothing
but uh
part of me knows this is something
but uh
all of me knows that we don’t have a clue what we’re doing out here in this neighborhood

cigarette smoke in our faces
we’re smelling the cigarette smoke of our neighbors
we’re smelling the cigarette smoke that is filling the rooms of the schools that we don’t have a say in
we’re smelling the white lies that we tell our parents
slight smirks on all our faces
we’ve gained way too many graces to say grace when we eat the pavement

we got our secrets that we couldn’t tell
we got our problems, we all got our lonely truths to sell
and if we sell them then the banker’s gonna give us h-ll
for not burning the stupid checks that we got in the mail

but that camp fire’s still going and we’re singing dumb tunes
singing ’bout some dude that we don’t know but we can still relate to
this doesn’t change nothing
we got our lives to spend
and when it ends we’ll be back to kids again
because

[hook]
this is our youth
we tell ourselves these lies when we can’t handle the tuth
but we’re too complicated for you to find out the proof
so let us sing our tunes with the uke on the roof
because we’re kids
and this is our youth
we tell ourselves these lies when we can’t handle the truth
but we’re too complicated for you to find out the proof
so let us sing our tunes with the uke on the roof

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