The Sainte Catherines

The Sainte Catherines - Broken Cigarette lyrics

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All the same clothes all the same smiles

A minimum wage 10 000 miles

Faces on the ground fucking heavy bags

No more money to drink the pain away

My door is always open for a suffering friend

It's all we have, it's why we laugh

Hold my hand friend we're gonna find our way

We don't have to work we don't have to pay

Hangin' around with a broken friend and an empty pack

Of cigarettes trying to find some “majorettes”

Who could make us laugh until the end

I'm looking in my past through the city streets

Now Montreal is my town

But i won't forget how it was home sweet home

My family and my friends.. i won't ever forget

Everything you did for me

I'm searching for a goal but am i always wrong?

Am i already in? i appreciate everything

You make me feel so warm it's so important to me

I am so afraid of loosing everything

Hangin' around with a broken friend and an empty pack

Of cigarettes trying to find some “majorettes”

Who could make us laugh until the end

Hold my hand friend we're gonna find our way

We don't have to work we don't have to pay

lets'go
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