Second Hand Smoke Songtext
von Wisdom Teeth
Second Hand Smoke Songtext
Calling favours from friends, when will it end?
Charity needs a better cause
Falling into your trap, another act
Oh so desperate & hopeless
Don′t you see what is happening?
Bomb is ticking but I've stopped counting
Lost the crowd, curtains falling
No-one′s left to sink your teeth in
The truth that hurts the hardest
From the ones we've known the longest
I don't believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You′ll live by til the day you die
You're second hand smoke
Pockets tied inside out, another drought
Soil is dry under stormy clouds
I′m so sick of the stress, cleaning you're mess
Tryna pick up the pieces
Silver tongue, always scheming
Take what you need and leave us bleeding
Shop has closed, try back never
You′re devoured by your endeavour
The truth that hurts the hardest
I don't believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You'll live by til the day you die
You're second hand smoke
Was it something that you tried to hide yourself?
Was it something that you never noticed?
Was it something that you tried to hide yourself?
Was it something that you never noticed?
I don′t believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You'll live by til the day you die
You′re second hand
Second hand
Second hand smoke
Charity needs a better cause
Falling into your trap, another act
Oh so desperate & hopeless
Don′t you see what is happening?
Bomb is ticking but I've stopped counting
Lost the crowd, curtains falling
No-one′s left to sink your teeth in
The truth that hurts the hardest
From the ones we've known the longest
I don't believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You′ll live by til the day you die
You're second hand smoke
Pockets tied inside out, another drought
Soil is dry under stormy clouds
I′m so sick of the stress, cleaning you're mess
Tryna pick up the pieces
Silver tongue, always scheming
Take what you need and leave us bleeding
Shop has closed, try back never
You′re devoured by your endeavour
The truth that hurts the hardest
I don't believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You'll live by til the day you die
You're second hand smoke
Was it something that you tried to hide yourself?
Was it something that you never noticed?
Was it something that you tried to hide yourself?
Was it something that you never noticed?
I don′t believe this prophet stands in front of me
You′re second hand smoke
These endless lies
You'll live by til the day you die
You′re second hand
Second hand
Second hand smoke
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