Cigarette

I've been smoking on this cigarette
I'm watching it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
'Cause it contributes to this anger that I got built up
And I don't know why-y-y
I would waste my ti-i-ime
But I'm getting so hi-i-igh
That I feel like I could fly
I've been smoking on this cigarette
I'm watching it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
'Cause it contributes to this stress that got built up
If you looking at my ey-ey-eyes
You could see it insi-i-ide
I'm so sick of all the li-i-ies
But I pretend that I'm
Fine, I pretend I'm fine

Maybe I'm sick in the head
Or maybe I really need meds
Either way I cannot shake this shit
I don't wanna get out of bed
I been feeling like there's still hell to pay
So I get hot 'til I melt away
I've been suffocating in cellophane
I never knew that it felt this way
I've been dealing with the stress and anxiety
I've been trying to blip my best to society
I had to tell all of my friends keep an eye on me
I keep on saying my intention's sobriety
You could smell the cigarette stench on my breath
Throw it all away there's nothing left I'm a mess
Fuck it all I swear I'm too depressed from this stress
But the answer is yes, I'm upset

I've been smoking on this cigarette
I'm watching it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
'Cause it contributes to this that anger that I got built up
And I don't know why-y-y
I would waste my ti-i-ime
But I'm getting so hi-i-igh
That I feel like I could fly
I feel like I could fly

Another hangover, feeling like dogshit
I'm tryna stay sober dwelling in this darkness
I swear I'll sabotage 'til I'm heartless
A narcissist, lately I just like there's a part missing
The why's get shorter and my days get longer
Tryna build the courage up to face these monsters
They say what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
I'm still standing tall I never break my posture
The reason I'm worth it again
'Cause I tend to question the person I am
And I'm noticing that no matter what
It'll always still hurt in the end
So fuck it I'll hit that again
So na-na I still got a purpose here
I remember back when we were dead broke
I just gotta climb and I'll persevere

I've been smoking on this cigarette
I'm watching it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
'Cause it contributes to this stress that got built up
If you looking at my ey-ey-eyes
You could see it insi-i-ide
I'm so sick of all the li-i-ies
But I know I'll be fine
I know I'll be fine