The taste of it
Sits on my lips
Triggering flashes
From when I was a kid

Of the smells of
Things that scare me
In my bed at night
Sister asked you to stop smoking
Six years went by

Now she's smoking
Now I'm smoking

I lost something in my parent's house
Some old stranger wanders through my bedroom at night
Wishing something, nice things
Anything now I'll get over
Think about how I'm scared of growing

Now she's smoking
Now I'm smoking
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