Cocaine Moth

I stay up all night breathing you in wrapped in a golden tube

My chest rises quickly with each hit I consume

Sin and ecstasy twist and resume

Thoughts race as with you I dare

No room for regrets no time to care

Ventolin by my pillow a blanket tight

Strangled between your lips in the night

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