Original lyrics
ENBaby cut me off like a car
You hate the smell of cigars
My old english breath
Gave you whatever you want
I know I act like a cunt
But I just love you to death
I’m the jealous archetype
I wear my heart just like a stripe
You suck at leaving me at rest
While sleeping soundly on my chest
Brooklyn (new york)
Where in the books do they mention
About the lovely invention
Call the human heart
Maybe
When we are older and greying
We'll spend our life in the city
But how the hell do we start?
