歌词
Seven degrees are all that separates you from the world
And even just a little line that connects you, can infect you
A line, a thread, a wire, a net, Whatever it is you get caught in it
My screen can tell me anything
Woah oh oho oh
Woah oh oho oh
Woah oh oho oh
Woah oh oho
Black shirt and shoes
As if you got to choose what you're going to wear to a party like this
You wouldn't be at a funeral
What's your favorite flower
What's your favorite song
You might not be here for very long
An arrangement of roses is always sound
Amazing grace plays you out
Your exhalation burns the sky
It's hazy ash in a streetlight
I see your face and I don't cry
I feel alright
A puff of smoke as I walk by
I breathe you in and I feel high
I see your face and I don't cry
Your second hand smoke gets in my eyes
So be careful of who you trust
Because their baggage could easily end up on your shoulders
It weighs on you, it breaks you down, it preys on you
It takes you out to the back and it buries you in the ground
Your exhalation burns the sky
It's hazy ash in a streetlight
I see your face and I don't cry
I feel alright
A puff of smoke as I walk by
I breathe you in and I feel high
I see your face and I don't cry
Your second hand smoke gets in my eyes
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Your exhalation burns the sky
It's hazy ash in a streetlight
I see your face and I don't cry
I feel alright
A puff of smoke as I walk by
I breathe you in and I feel high
I see your face and I don't cry
Your second hand smoke gets in my eyes
Your exhalation burns the sky
It's hazy ash in a streetlight
I see your face and I don't cry
I feel alright
A puff of smoke as I walk by
I breathe you in and I feel high
I see your face and I don't cry
Your second hand smoke gets in my eyes