Smoke Break Interlude

The way you're looking at me tonight

Makes me wish I'd stayed outside

The same feeling seemed to give you love at first sight

For that, I must apologize

You hate the cold winter air

And when the smoke clears out my lungs

You say I won't be satisfied until I've killed myself

I'll kill myself (I'm sorry)

(Josh, uh-huh, you need to call me! I'm looking thru um, TinyDesk, uh, video series, under a NPR, National Public Radio. If you submit a video of uh, of your band, um, you know, you can get discovered. I'm just driving along here listening to NPR and just heard about it and wanted to at least... You might wanna research that. I think it's called TinyDesk at NPR, National Public Radio. You know, you send in a video and if they choose your video, then... you get discovered. So, I know y'all do that kinda stuff, you play music and make videos. So, look into it dude. Hollaback, peace.)