Cigarette Machine (GemsOnVHS Field Recording) Anthony Simpkins
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[Verse 1]
Stumbling past your house, baby
At the break of day
I thought I saw your silhouette
Dancing across the shades
I went out to the mission
I called out your name
Till an angel with a face like yours
Came and let me in
[Chorus]
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in a gutter
On a window on the street
In a storefront, in a picture, on an old broken TV
Oh, I swear it was you that was staring back at me
Oh, I swear it was you staring back at me
[Verse 2]
I heard soldiers' voices down by the city gate
There were junkies lying on thе ground
They made me look away
I spillеd you on a mirror
I chopped you into lines
And over some old kitchen sink
I swore I’d let you die
Stumbling past your house, baby
At the break of day
I thought I saw your silhouette
Dancing across the shades
I went out to the mission
I called out your name
Till an angel with a face like yours
Came and let me in
[Chorus]
I thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine
In a bottle in a gutter
On a window on the street
In a storefront, in a picture, on an old broken TV
Oh, I swear it was you that was staring back at me
Oh, I swear it was you staring back at me
[Verse 2]
I heard soldiers' voices down by the city gate
There were junkies lying on thе ground
They made me look away
I spillеd you on a mirror
I chopped you into lines
And over some old kitchen sink
I swore I’d let you die
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