Said, hey yo can I bum a smoke I stand there breathe it in , Slowly losing oxygen, Such a sweet yet bitter sin, Remembering this sensation, I wonder what you’d say if , I told you.....
Every night, when I close my eyes, I dream of this place, I don’t know why, I smoke a cig and think about life , Every time I close my eyes, You
You’re rubbing off on me, You’re a habit I just can’t quit, I think of you every time I take a hit,
The nicotine hits the back of my throat, Every night the smoothest smoke, And though I’ve got a lot on my mind, Tell me why, every night, I think of you,
Maybe we’re the perfect match, Always bound to burn, I need you like this patch, When will I learn, Our smoke burns my eyes, fills my lungs , And makes me cry,
It’s just like second hand smoke, It ain’t real, but it feels real tho, And it’s killing me, slowly,
I don’t want to be addicted to your bliss, Don’t wanna die young, cuz of this, Then I think of your lips.... Your smoky lips....