lyrics- cigarettes

 I Take u in like a cigarette

oh

I puff on with some regret

It fells good with a drink in  hand

Can’t see how you can b of any bad

I get nerves and I start to shake

I crave and get belly aches

But when I take u to my mouth

Im hooked without a doubt

 

Puffing on em  cigarettes

OH

Puffing on you

Puffing on em  cigarettes

 

 

 

You get all up in my lungs

and I cant seem to Get enough

Im longing.. for the chance

To have only the one pack

When I get nerves and I start to shake

The main source of my damn headaches

I pick you up, and put you in

Toxic love just can’t get clean

 

Don’t wanna change brands

Gotta wash the smell off hands

My skin glows when ur out a town

When I save my pennies and put u down

Don’t wanna change brands

Gotta wash the smell off hands

My skin glows when ur out a town

When I save my pennies and put u down

 

Puffing on em  cig-ar-ettes

Puffing on you

Puffing on em  cig-ar-ettes

Puffing on you

Waste my money on you

Too much smoke cant see through

I end smelling all of you

to where does the smile reach

i wonder how to seperate fear from what im affraid of

are they two seperate things?

so sienna read my tarot and he was all over it

then there was the joker

was it all a joke?

a friend once said to me sing the line as if the person knows your smiling…like when you talk to someonw on the phone and you can hear them smiling

you are always happy huh?

i have to be i say.

if i dont laugh- smile- joke fill that void..the joker will get me

life and I myself and joyful- but what i have been through at late is not funny

fatigue is a chronic bitch he is a chronic drug

chronic fatigue aches all through my body. took my youth by the balls and ran. but i cant catch him i cant keep up so i sniff the snow. i cant deal with the pounding headaches, endless fatigue, no more, so i sniff the snow. i was stripped bare left in hospital there- dripping in virginal blood. the image found me in my sleep just last year- realtiy- then there he was- there was the plate- so i sniff the snow.

i use to be boundless with energy- be able to talk someone under the table- the covers- comfort. its hard work to lift my lips up and down. my brother had to come pick me up from around the corner as i collasped after trying to walk to buy milk- fucking milk to make a smoothie- a 19 year old- a 5 minute walk-the task was too difficult at the time and the 2nd blood test in a week i caved in. much hasnt changed years later as i cave into him- to the high off being so low. so i sniff the snow. poked- prode- likened to a  herion junkie- an example of st kilda litter- my insides quiver- so many tests, blood test food allergies. katie you are allergic to gluten, wheat, dairy and sugar..i would believe anything to be at ease with the suffering. sure i would say now i have an answer. but such is life, no simple soultions, the answers are illusions. i become allergic of my own company. once treasured to keep. so he held me. i dance. i drink i sing. the snow is too cold. no more snow trips. i trip. im tripping. i tripped. on him. tripped on it all- enough sniffing. snow? no. plesae no. put fire- passion back in my spirit…