Smoke.
I fill my lungs
With 6 inches of smoke
Drag a deep breath
And start to provoke
You've got a cute face
And a cuter sense of words
And while I sit here and pretend
That I'm better than this
You sweep me off my feet
It's not the smoke that's reached my throat now
Or the ring singing out of my mouth
Little circles and lines of cancer
I do what I never did
And feel all the better for it
If things had been the way they are now
Back then
Things would be different
I smoke in mixed company
Feel the breath from the girl next to me
Float like a raft
She's carrying me out of lost
And back to dry land
Bless her hand!
Take me away on a light colored breeze
Am I doing this for real?
Is this even me?
With 6 inches of smoke
Drag a deep breath
And start to provoke
You've got a cute face
And a cuter sense of words
And while I sit here and pretend
That I'm better than this
You sweep me off my feet
It's not the smoke that's reached my throat now
Or the ring singing out of my mouth
Little circles and lines of cancer
I do what I never did
And feel all the better for it
If things had been the way they are now
Back then
Things would be different
I smoke in mixed company
Feel the breath from the girl next to me
Float like a raft
She's carrying me out of lost
And back to dry land
Bless her hand!
Take me away on a light colored breeze
Am I doing this for real?
Is this even me?