Chet Faker - Cigarettes & Loneliness Lyrics

Lyrics Cigarettes & Loneliness - Chet Faker



Maybe this could be the kind of one
Where I sit on the words
Or talking through each style
Everything is overheard
See everything that I take upon loses worth
Well now that you're not the one that I thought you were
And it hurts that I'm done
Now I don't believe in nothing
Avoiding night, tell me you know
Maybe I could be this lonely guy
That'll sing on a song
Another tease will come along
With everything I don't want
And you won't see me
Walk past with another one
I, I cannot dream this is enough when you're gone
Only to stomach a night without eating at all
Everyone's coming but now this will all be yours
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love
Love, what've you done with my tongue?
I open my mouth but you hear me wrong
Love, what've you done with my tongue?
I open my mouth, but you steer me wrong
Maybe this could be the time to run
Before I spit on the world
I'm walking through each smile
Everything is overturned
See everything that dies
It takes a small piece to rust
Well now the stones been thrown
The trust is dust
Now I wanna be a loser
For a little life
Where you tell me, "No"
Then I can be in this small world
Where I sit on the stones
Guaranteed not alone
Everything I had before
And you won't see me
Walk past with another one
I, I cannot dream this enough when you're gone
You want me to stomach a night without eating at all
Everyone's coming but now there's a hole in your heart
Breathe this is love, without love, without love
Without love, without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love
Breathe, this is love without love, without love
Without love, without love
Love, what've you done with my tongue?
I open my mouth but you hear me wrong
Love, what've you done with my tongue?
I open my mouth, but you steer me wrong
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Are you done?



Writer(s): Murphy Nicholas James


Chet Faker - Built on Glass
Album Built on Glass
date of release
14-04-2014




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