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I enjoy many things
I enjoy many things

I don't owe for humainly enjoying
simple things

Some things don't have prices

Looking at the sleeve on your jacket I thank you for handing me a cigarette when I asked you to

I thank you for being my bud

And for keeping me safe

The window has to be rolled up on the way back from the pharmacy to get your son's medicine

Dont think I didn't hear you talking earlier,

Wispering against me in your sons ear

I was sitting outside to myself, getting fresh air breathing in softly

I couldn't believe you'd vocal against me.

You made me feel betrayed, stabbed in the back.

But thank you for handing me a cigarette when I asked

the car is silent,

So is the air I'm breathing in