I burn and burn
My fumes inhaled
I eat concerns
His mouth numb
But I feel alive
Twisting down his throat
Making paradiese
Why exhale
He feels empty anyways
Off the pills, leaving chemtrails
His lung is *****
So is my work
He is alone
Cuz he cant speak no sober words
I crawl through his lung
I ease his mind
The sensation, lived 1000 times
Easy to do, cuz the act is polite
As I float away
The street lights turn me yellow
I rise and I rose
The taste - good but shallow
He takes anothet hit
But im off into space
I'm taking my time
There ain't no race
Then I'll be one with the clouds
And he'll still be standing there
I'm taking his life
But he doesn't care
Now I don't need him anymore
And he becomes small

His problems be real
But for me they ain't
The city is beneth
All these humans
Problems
Problems
I am smoke, I dont care