Pagod ka na, Gumising at bumangon Gusto mo nalang mamahinga Sawa ka na, Mag-isip nang mag-isip Para lang malibang ka At ayaw mo na, Mabuhay, maglakad at kumain Nang mag -isa
There was no invitation And there will never be For a smoke in your heart Pitch-black but left unseen And gray— The ones belong to your lungs Either one kills you