splitting cigarettes

By spookybands

On autopsy of my dream girl

Released on June 3, 2022

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[Chorus: spookybands]

She makes it easy for me

Driving back to the city with liquor and splitting cigarettes

Don't need her to tell me how she feel about me

Maybe we get married, buy a house on a prairie

You know I'm crazy about you, huh

So I wrote it down, tore it out, I ran out of commas

Need to slow it down, fuck it now, I got what I wanted

Every single time I think I might've fucking lost you

You come right back to my life and you take it all back to the start

And I can't-


[Post-Chorus: spookybands]

Wait too long to get another chance, huh

Baby, you know I'm strung out

If I ever went to Vegas and bet on you

Then I'd, probably be a lucky man


[Verse 1: spookybands]

You know I'm starstruck

I guess in Hollywood that is really what they come for

You from the desert

And you just made the sky come alive again

Put your feet up on the dashboard

We goin' make it in a second, baby (Yeah)


[Chorus: spookybands]

You so easy for me

Driving back to the city with liquor and splitting cigarettes

Don't need you to tell me how she feel about me

Maybe we could get married, buy a house on a prairie

You know I'm crazy about you (I am crazy)

So I wrote it down, tore it out, I ran out of commas

Need to slow it down, fuck it now, I got what I wanted

Every single time that I think I might've fucking lost you

You come right back in my life and you take it back to the start


[Verse 2: sace6]

And I fantasize about a life that works for the both of us

I give bad advice, but I take it so I don't have to open up

So just light my cigarette, take it, I won't finish it

Love you and you know that, I'm just making sure you're listening

So baby, what I gotta do to get through, to get through to you?

Feel like I'm stuck in a scary movie

I swear I'm so mad at my friend, the way he introduced me

And the room is so dark, baby, you had a spotlight

You'll always find a way to put yourself back in my life


[Chorus: spookybands]

She makes it easy for me

Driving back to the city with liquor and splitting cigarettes

Don't need her to tell me how she feel about me

Maybe we get married, buy a house on a prairie

You know I'm crazy about you, huh

So I wrote it down, tore it out I ran out of commas

Need to slow it down, fuck it now, I got what I wanted

Every single time I think I might've fucking lost you

You come right back to my life and you take it all back to the start

And I can't-


[Post-Chorus: spookybands]

Wait too long to get another chance, huh

Baby, you know I'm strung out if

I ever went to Vegas and bet on you

Then I'd, probably be a lucky man