Lips black from her excessive intake
Fingers stained yellow
From her everyday routine
She inhales chemical warfare
Exhales a toxic stream
Addicted to the nicotine
Even if her choice isn't on the shelf
Anything will do to satisfy the fein
Smoking like today's her last
In two's and three's
Her lack of knowledge makes her thinks she immune
Doesn't believe it's a disease
It already ate the color in her face
Shriveled her lungs with ease
She doesn't notice it's hard for her to breath
Creeped in the crevices of her teeth
Darkened them
Now there bleak and weak
Says she's quitting
So she buys a stock to last her weeks  
Giving up is a struggle
She's just a hopeless smoker