I’m your pack of cigarettes When you feel like your world is falling apart You pull me out because you know ill always be there You smoke me to feel relief You throw me away once you are happy again But do you realize how you are slowly taking a little piece of me How you’re slowly killing yourself You are living in a constant state of depression I cant keep being your temporary happiness Even a pack of cigarettes runs out I want to be the sun in your life not the pack of cigarette Not pack you take cigarette you smoke and throw away