Atom Orr - Smoke Machines Lyrics

Keep telling yourself it'll get better
Keep telling yourself it's a footstep away
She's got turntable trouble, skipping over the rough spots, like Soyuz Cosmonauts
She smells like cotton candy and smoke machines
Keep telling yourself it'll get better
He's got a fashion sense of an undertaker, a freestyle maker
He closes his eyes
She smells like cotton candy and smoke machines