Cigarette Butts in the Rain


It’s raining today.
Did you hear it was raining today?
Blue blood on the windows,
The panes are saved,
No need to clean.
Smoke curls outside,
Outside in the rain?
Outside in the rain.
Slinking and twisting,
poison
Clouds from scornful lips.

Now the dirt is wet,
See what you’ve done?
Mud tracked through our home,
just cleaned up the mess.
You left your cigarette butts in the dirt.
Writhing with the worms,
stuck under stone.
Glass
shattered,
Watch your step.

Lower your voice,
They’re listening.
Shh
Dont
speak.
I see them,
Blue and red shadows,
I hope they don’t stain.
Who shoots fireworks out in the rain?

Are you hurt?
It’s only a dent.
Do you know where he goes?
No.
All that’s left
Are his,
cigarette butts In the dirt.

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Cigarette Butts in the Rain


It’s raining today.
Did you hear it was raining today?
Blue blood on the windows,
The panes are saved,
No need to clean.
Smoke curls outside,
Outside in the rain?
Outside in the rain.
Slinking and twisting,
poison
Clouds from scornful lips.

Now the dirt is wet,
See what you’ve done?
Mud tracked through our home,
just cleaned up the mess.
You left your cigarette butts in the dirt.
Writhing with the worms,
stuck under stone.
Glass
shattered,
Watch your step.

Lower your voice,
They’re listening.
Shh
Dont
speak.
I see them,
Blue and red shadows,
I hope they don’t stain.
Who shoots fireworks out in the rain?

Are you hurt?
It’s only a dent.
Do you know where he goes?
No.
All that’s left
Are his,
cigarette butts In the dirt.

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Cigarette Butts in the Rain


It’s raining today.
Did you hear it was raining today?
Blue blood on the windows,
The panes are saved,
No need to clean.
Smoke curls outside,
Outside in the rain?
Outside in the rain.
Slinking and twisting,
poison
Clouds from scornful lips.

Now the dirt is wet,
See what you’ve done?
Mud tracked through our home,
just cleaned up the mess.
You left your cigarette butts in the dirt.
Writhing with the worms,
stuck under stone.
Glass
shattered,
Watch your step.

Lower your voice,
They’re listening.
Shh
Dont
speak.
I see them,
Blue and red shadows,
I hope they don’t stain.
Who shoots fireworks out in the rain?

Are you hurt?
It’s only a dent.
Do you know where he goes?
No.
All that’s left
Are his,
cigarette butts In the dirt.

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Cigarette Butts in the Rain


It’s raining today.
Did you hear it was raining today?
Blue blood on the windows,
The panes are saved,
No need to clean.
Smoke curls outside,
Outside in the rain?
Outside in the rain.
Slinking and twisting,
poison
Clouds from scornful lips.

Now the dirt is wet,
See what you’ve done?
Mud tracked through our home,
just cleaned up the mess.
You left your cigarette butts in the dirt.
Writhing with the worms,
stuck under stone.
Glass
shattered,
Watch your step.

Lower your voice,
They’re listening.
Shh
Dont
speak.
I see them,
Blue and red shadows,
I hope they don’t stain.
Who shoots fireworks out in the rain?

Are you hurt?
It’s only a dent.
Do you know where he goes?
No.
All that’s left
Are his,
cigarette butts In the dirt.

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