Broken Cigarettes Glocca Morra
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Broken Cigarettes" by Glocca Morra. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
You were born to decide
"Who will you fuck over in your life?"
Sitting in the backseat of a car
And you're loaded? Doesn't add up
I want another
Wouldn't-have-it-any-other
Best friend on a bad day
That I don't have to call
You, you're doing fine without me
But you are your mother's daughter
Who led me out to the slaughter
I can respect that
But you are your mother's daughter
Who led me out to the slaughter
I can respect that
I'm not bored, I'm apathetic
I'll try harder to forget it
I was flying to the moon
Whenever you were around
You were slinging black holes
And I got lost in the sound
Not that you'd ever understand
But if you wanted to know
You could make me
You could break me
You choose to waste me
The only love I'll ever know
"Who will you fuck over in your life?"
Sitting in the backseat of a car
And you're loaded? Doesn't add up
I want another
Wouldn't-have-it-any-other
Best friend on a bad day
That I don't have to call
You, you're doing fine without me
But you are your mother's daughter
Who led me out to the slaughter
I can respect that
But you are your mother's daughter
Who led me out to the slaughter
I can respect that
I'm not bored, I'm apathetic
I'll try harder to forget it
I was flying to the moon
Whenever you were around
You were slinging black holes
And I got lost in the sound
Not that you'd ever understand
But if you wanted to know
You could make me
You could break me
You choose to waste me
The only love I'll ever know
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!