Blue Smoke Songtext

I sell...
I shape this simple future-
Into something that resembles my own life...

I've killed...
A thousand better choices-
I've deceived a generation with my lies

I'm still...
A bastard in a denizen
He marks them til I'm born again
I'm complicated fiction with no time

I'm here...
I'm...


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