Crushed

Northeast Northwest

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Your wrinkles do a pile on every time you smile
I want to pull them over me and lay together for a while
Every time i close my eyes, you walk me down the aisle
To the wetness of your lips, the taste of booze and cigarettes

I still feel pressure from last night’s rendezvous
The heaviness of your moving crushes me the whole day through
You don’t seem to remember that I fell in love with you
With the wetness of your lips, the taste of booze and cigarettes

I won’t forget, drenched in your sweat as I pull my dreams apart
Ghostly lips leave none to kiss, rise with a broken heart

My body’s aching all the time now, from my palms right to my heart
Enrobed in only your cologne, apparitions, pray you start
Folded in your red hot mouth, you will never tell us apart
I’m the wetness of your lips, the taste of booze and cigarettes