New York
Scorching in the Summer
I sweat
Underneath my lover
Is it too late is it too late for me?
East side
My infatuation
My guy
Inflicted and impatient
Is it too late is it too late for me?
I wander the lobby of the
The Chelsea Hotel
I dream about begging
To sleep in a cell
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
Don't wanna suffer the age I'm in
Mornings
Day old bread you found me
My lungs
Blackened like my coffee
Is it too late is it too late for me
My dress
Frayed and full of memory
I choose
Romance over cleanly
Is it too late is it too late for me
I wander of the lobby of the
The Chelsea Hotel
I dream about begging
To sleep in a cell
Oh I wanna live like patti smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
Don't wanna suffer the age I'm in
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna make love and destroy with it
Don't wanna suffer the age I'm in
Today feels so hard and I'm searching for why
I'm pining for something thats so far behind
Yeah I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
Don't wanna suffer the age I'm in
Oh I wanna live like patti smith
I wanna make love and destroy with it
Don't wanna suffer the age I'm in