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There's a cigarette on the seat of your
Brand new car and
I can smell the smoke from across the street
It chokes me as the paper burns
& your left with nothing again

Just like before your running in circles
(Around Around Around again)
Just like before
Please tell me why you've been
So distant lately
Because I'm just dying to know
(I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying)
To know...