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Marlboro's
You never loved me
I never needed you
But the way you touch me
I'm not quite free from you
Its only when my bags are packed, when my mind is set
That you pull me close, holding me to your lips like a cigarette
You've lit the fire
And I'm burning
This is toxic
Yet I'm still yearning
I never needed you
But the way you touch me
I'm not quite free from you
Its only when my bags are packed, when my mind is set
That you pull me close, holding me to your lips like a cigarette
You've lit the fire
And I'm burning
This is toxic
Yet I'm still yearning
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