Broken Cigarettes Glocca Morra

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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