day old coffee kills my tongue
and cigarette smoke fills my lungs
I cannot get off unless she scratches until blood runs down my back
I swear it's filling some hole
in my bitter soul
pull my hair and dig into my skin
get under, see all of my sins
tell me what you find, if you don't mind
I can't rewind on my own time
my past still haunts me, makes me pale
I need to exhale
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