It snows but never sticks anymore I step out to smoke
White women think I’m workin’ the door Watch my smoke in the cold
They rummage purses for IDs The wind sweep my smoke up the street
Where beggars huddle for heat from pipe glasses Snow used like filthy
lights flash, past can’t reach
Trash dainty feet through the debris That had the ladies’ rooms neat
Nights one that poisonous peach
A from in tryna find
on of tryna get something eat
it’s still in
I if she ever cared, or it’s me throwin’ shadows at bar
I in
wonder she ever or throwin’ the bar
I if had
If we should’ve at all, we should’ve at all
pump somewhere while beautiful hooligans
jump,
giant in sleep, city
dreams at its
granite full wrought iron blood on the
Diggin’ the dirt, found capped
Gold the door the speak
Words and words and deeds
Knife bleed
plunged walls, move through
from screamin’ the halls
Sufferin’ layin’ them dead, the
Sometimes it’s where just wonder
Sometimes the thunder
in my head, waitin’
Doors closin’,
I wonder still alive there
wonder if cared, or throwin’ at the
wonder it’s still alive
I she it’s just shadows the
if to
If we at
Should’ve all
at all
Throwin’ at bar
I if we if we if we had do it again
If
Should’ve at
should’ve at all