Double flavoured cig
I've been dreaming every night
I can't dream about your arms
But I miss the taste of it
Yogurt flavoured cigarette
For a kid that grew up fast
Couldn't find my way to bed
Miss mom more than I miss dad
Strange sweet cig, he gave to me
I was trying to be free
Never forgave what he did
But he still remains in me
Try once more to let it go
Don't know how to take it slow
Well it's just a cigarette
You don't like me to, I get it
But I'll smoke one anyway
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