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
Young Adult - Drag Lyrics
Young Adult - Drag Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Cody Gray
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid