I smoke my cigarette
And you ask me for a drag
I try to pass it to you
But I can't move.
It's only a dream
No not a dream
But a nightmare
Only one I created.
I smoke my cigarette
You ask for a drag
But I turn to you
And you're gone.
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 1:32 AM UTC
I smoke my cigarette
And you ask me for a drag
I try to pass it to you
But I can't move.
It's only a dream
No not a dream
But a nightmare
Only one I created.
I smoke my cigarette
You ask for a drag
But I turn to you
And you're gone.
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