Sometimes I'm misplaced in a dim lit Lowell Mass basement
Our toes feel cold
Our souls feel old
But I feel at home in a cellar full of smoke
So sit with me on the sofa and rest your head on my shoulder
And warm my hands up again
I'll see ya soon friend
Sometimes I get fucked up and sleep on the floor and I hate the moment you close my car door
I'd rather run with you and hop on a train
And never look back again
How many stupid things can I say about the way that she smiles or the bones In her face
Cracked up with fractures
But I like them the same
Cracked up with fractures and still out of place
You left a heart shaped red wine stain on the couch in the basement in the back of my brain
You left a heart shaped red wine stain
Sometimes I get wasted in a dim lit Lowell mass basement
Our toes feel cold
Our souls feel old
But I feel at home in a cellar full of smoke with you
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