Plastic Cigarette

Lyrics
Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads downyourspine But I don'tmind a few lines tonight, I'llregret it for the rest of time Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway [Verse 2] Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'? And thinkin' that I was gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames downOur fathers were never around when we were younger [Chorus] So let me go, I saw you on the river's edge Draggin' on a plastic cigarette With your swim top still wet So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast You hate the smell of real smoke So why'd you always keep me so close? [Verse 3] You were collectin' shells out on the Bay Shore, you know I was a shell before? Deep in the hands of another, my brotherHad told me to leave, but I didn't believeThe evil beneath some people you meet out in Queens [Verse 4] The way the rain came down the other day in Byron BayMade me feel so alone, so I just went homeAnd scribbled some poemThat I know that you'll never read [Chorus] So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge Draggin' on a plastic cigarette With your swim top still wet So let me go, meetin' you out on the coast You hate the smell of real smoke Why'd you always keep it so close? [Outro] So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge Draggin' on a plastic cigarette With your swim top still wet
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Credits
- Writers
- Zach Bryan
- Producers
- Zach Bryan
- Mixing Engineer
- Gabe Wax
- Engineer
- Monsune
- Colton Jean
- Gabe Wax
- Jake Weinberg
- Drums
- Jake Weinberg
- Bass
- Monsune
- Baritone Guitar
- Gabe Wax