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• Artiste: Connor Franta
• Titre: Last Cigarette
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Dust on the lips of the glass I sense the smell on your breath while it last And in my mind I reconcile fear The fear of slowly loving you my dear Last cigarette between my teeth, non potrei mai amati And in my mind I lose myself to fear The fear of slowly losing you my dear I can taste your lips from our first kiss I can feel you fall all over her again I've told you once but I'll tell you again I don't love you babe, not now, not then My stone cold heart, it unfolds Your face saddest through my car window And in my eyes I finally saw my fear The fear of slowly ruining you my dear Brown eyes fade to a close My body shifts from warm to cold And all this time you've been here, but I've been alone Alone in the night, alone I can taste your lips from our first kiss I can feel you fall all over her again I've told you once but I'll tell you again I don't love you babe, not now, not then No one knows it goes until it's gone Your hearts still in pieces and calms up a storm No one knows it goes until it's gone Alone in the night, alone I can taste your lips from our first kiss I can feel you fall all over her again I've told you once but I'll tell you again I don't love you babe, not now, not then