The days are getting shorter
The drags are getting longer
Sinking into addiction
this cigarette's just fodder
for an empty stomach and an empty heart
sorry for being bleak
but it seems this summer heat
is taking way to long
to devour me
swallow me whole
sold my soles, gave up on comfort
sold my soul, never believed from the start
and this feeling makes me heavy
but the world doesn't know me
so when the breaths i take
become harder to take
cause the air is thick
laced with hate
then please do me a favor
and dig me my grave
so when the breaths i take
become harder to take
cause the air is thick
laced with hate
then prepare the flames
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