Existing in Your own world
Hiding among your Shady acres
Your shadowy persona
And only emerging to smoke your cigarettes
Sip a bit of bourbon while you sit by your billowing bonfire
Smoke unfurls around you
I think you must've inhaled that black smoke into your soul
Hazel eyes so cloudy now
You wouldn't know how to love me
Cuz you're hanging back with hazy memories
I think you still see her
Feeling bitter she left you in the rain
Who could understand you? Choosing not to move on, but choosing to coexist with your pain
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