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Olivver The Kid

Nicotine

 

Nicotine


Nicotine in my veins
Smoke, it fills the airways
Mr. and a mistake
Nicotine is rolled straight
Getting high next to the salt lake
Car crash on the interstate

All my heart really wanted was to make it
I told you don't break it
Now I'm drunk off scotch to tape it
Don't talk to me, I'm wasted
It's not our fault we're faded
There's ash on the covers and we're naked
We're fucking under paintings
It's beautiful when the pain ends

When you're young there's no need to play it safe
By 28 you need to reevaluate
No use in staying irate with me
Getting older's just a waiting game
Realize we all still feel the same
No use in putting your faith in

Nicotine in my veins
Smoke, it fills the airways
Mr. and a mistake
Nicotine is rolled straight
Getting high next to the salt lake
Car crash on the interstate

You were packing up your bags like "oh, no!"
I kept you in the frame like a photo
Years have past we've grown, though
My emotions freezing cold, so

You were packing up your bags like "oh, no!"
I kept you in the frame like a photo
Years have past we've grown, though
My emotions freezing cold, so

When you're young there's no need to play it safe
By 28 you need to reevaluate
No use in staying irate with me
Getting older's just a waiting game
Realize we all still feel the same
No use in putting your faith in me

White carpet on the concrete floor
We don't really talk anymore
Blood, it fills my mouth and
No, you can't find out

White carpet on the concrete floor
We don't really talk anymore
Blood, it fills my mouth and
No, you can't find out

Nicotine in my veins
Smoke, it fills the airways
Mr. and a mistake
Nicotine is rolled straight
Getting high next to the salt lake
Car crash on the interstate

All that's left
A couple pills or something
For me to drown you out
All that's left
A couple pills or something
For me to drown you out
All that's left
A couple pills or something
For me to drown you out
Can I drown you out?
Can I drown you out?
I want to drown you out
I want to drown you out...

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