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One Last Cigarette One Last Cigarette Producer Track 6 on 19981 viewer One Last Cigarette Lyrics The radio is out of tune The telephone's a fucking liar Or so I wish I drink myself slow and sick [Chorus] She asked for one last cigarette in a clear and unbated breath And I can't say that I miss her yet, not for the lack of trying So keep me in stitches or keep me drunk My eyes fixed on the setting sun climbing slowly up my wall Oceanic swan dive down A shady side of a broken heart And I've been drinking in the dark Glass full of vodka and regret And pray to saint what's-her-name She vied for one last cigarette Sh died for one last cigarett In a language shy of breath Anna's sleeping now [Verse 2] The radio is out of tune The telephone's a fucking liar Or so I wish I drink myself slow and sick [Chorus] She asked for one last cigarette in a clear and unbated breath And I can't say that I miss her yet, not for the lack of trying So keep me in stitches or keep me drunk My eyes fixed on the setting sun climbing slowly up my wall Oceanic swan dive down A shady side of a broken heart And I've been drinking in the dark Glass full of vodka and regret And pray to saint what's-her-name She vied for one last cigarette She died for one last cigarette In a language shy of breath Anna's sleeping now [Pre-Chorus] Slow and sick [Chorus] She asked for one last cigarette in a clear and unbated breath And I can't say that I miss her yet, not for the lack of trying So keep me in stitches or keep me drunk My eyes fixed on the setting sun climbing slowly up my wall Oceanic swan dive down A shady side of a broken heart And I've been drinking in the dark Glass full of vodka and regret And pray to saint what's-her-name She vied for one last cigarette She died for one last cigarette In a language shy of breath She asked for one last cigarette in a clear and unbated breath And I can't say that I miss her yet, not for the lack of trying So keep me in stitches or keep me drunk My eyes fixed on the setting sun climbing slowly up my wall Oceanic swan dive down A shady side of a broken heart And I've been drinking in the dark Glass full of vodka and regret And pray to saint what's-her-name She vied for one last cigarette She died for one last cigarette In a language shy of breath Anna's sleeping now [Pre-Chorus] Slow and sick [Chorus] She asked for one last cigarette in a clear and unbated breath And I can't say that I miss her yet, not for the lack of trying So keep me in stitches or keep me drunk My eyes fixed on the setting sun climbing slowly up my wall Oceanic swan dive down A shady side of a broken heart And I've been drinking in the dark Glass full of vodka and regret And pray to saint what's-her-name She vied for one last cigarette She died for one last cigarette In a language shy of breath [Outro] Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now Anna's sleeping now About Have the inside scoop on this song

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