I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine.
(Can't write that down)
It's 5 o'clock, 4 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 2
And I'm so fixed up I don't know what to do,
This door's closed, amount to me
Hang my own negative me
Motel squares off against the blue, separate now
Instant heat and a sense of you, separate now
Twisted twisted, saw it from the start, separate now mercy mercy,
Your black heart
I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine
It's everything I seem to dream
I gotta chase myself out of this room
Seen so many and your mouth feels used
In the half lit light of the summer moon
Motel squares off against the blue, separate now
Instant heat and a sense of you, separate now
Twisted twisted, it's all from the start, separate now mercy mercy,
Your black heart
Twisted twisted, it's all from the start, separate now mercy mercy,
To Your black heart
mercy mercy to your black heart x5
I'm the uncrowned king of the cigarette machine.
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