Take me to the lounge
Take me to the lounge
Black boots
nudie suits
Dressing up like the sky
Razer shaved
Miss behave
Calling your number
A cold cup of coffee
Reminds me to turn back
Latter days into empty space
Wanton saints
Capricious my delicious
My demon-licious
It's worth looking into
There's a better way to think of it
The day just can wait for another
No bets no risks no delicate city chicks
A hand an arm your legs walk away
Today I don't see your face no more
Thoughts all say it's a better way to stay
Once your gone I don't have much to say
Just help a little bit
Passed only when it doesn't cost
You took it way But i broke even
You had no choice
I couldn't hear your voice
I saw you in a dream
We were always friends
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2023
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