I'm all freaked out, I'm all tweaked out I'm being chased by insects And I wanna eat my cigarettes I can't hang out, I'm all strung out And I've got
Watching the days burning out like a cigarette Just a few drags to go You built me up and you broke me down Somehow Everything just seemed so clear to
Fuck you motherfucker, untie me from this chair man You better untie me from this chair nigga You know who the fuck I am I will have you killed nigga
Well, I met her yesterday She just came into my way And I was so surprised She told me that she loved me Always would be true to me Never tell no lies
Well, we're one cigarette away from being done Yeah, we're one cigarette away, sure has been fun Yeah, we're one cigarette away, we gotta find some place
I'm writing a letter to my baby My baby so far away I'm writing a letter to my baby And this is what it says: "Ba da ba bop be dop bop ba da be dop bop
So you lit her cigarette, you?re feelin? pretty good You think you?ve got a shot, most girls you probably would Yeah, this is that kind of place but she
take a circle. and a straight line. put a match against the open end. feel it burning. see the burning. breathe the burning. until it's extinguished again
I check the time, it's 4:00 a.m. And I just passed the westside buildings All the broken glass As I try to shake the cold away, but anyways, It's late
Get out the chemicals Get out the rituals Eat all the dirty rats We are the dirty rats Get out the beautiful Kiss all the pretty mouths Bite all the sharpened
She was sittin' there kinda distant With her eyes half closed She took a long drag off a cigarette And let it out real slow And I felt something clicking
Regrets are all you left on your lipstick stains Take a picture of our past there in that ashtray We had our fun, I used to light your flame Like the
The weak and hazy shades of winter sun Come shining through Lifting fog from the trees and a gentle warm breeze Send it up in to the blue Blue sky and
Albert! What? Bobby! What? For god's sake burn it down Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Nothing ever burns down
Albert Bobby For god´s sake, burn it down Nothing ever burns down by itself Every fire needs a little bit of help Give the anarchist a cigarette
Oh with the color in your eyes a-blaze, sleeping but awake Desperately you're searching for remains to feed that part of you Crawling and scratching,
You burn me up I'm a cigarette You hold my hand I begin to sweat You make me nervous Ooh I'm nervous It must be real bad karma For this to be my dharma
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