Cigarette Machine

Song Cigarette Machine
Artist Codeine
Album Frigid Stars

Lyrics

Dry heave doubt
From a little dragon's mouth
Split lip and split tongue
Finally, cross eyed
She stands next to the cigarrette machine
"This device has got it made," she thinks.
It has a cast iron stomach
But a candle for a heart
Odd the way the very stuff falls out
Hard the way it makes you doubt
This thing leaps up and complains, full of bile
Not even starcrossed, just unlucky
Odd how the very stuff falls out
Hard the way it makes you smile
This thing leaps up and complains
Not even starcrossed, just unlucky