Cigarettes

(álbum: 2017 - 2021)

Origami make some paper yo

I feel alone when I'm sitting in your room
And I know that you love me, but my thoughts just consume
All the made up time made just to spend up with you
I feel like I'm in debt, but you know it's not true
But you do not understand that I'm young and I'm lost
Masculine figures make fun of me because I'm soft
But I still say fuck 'em, even though I care what people think
Drank too much whiskey, now I'm crying 'cause life ain't fair
I'm a mess, it's true, and it sucks
But you got a new man, it ain't cool, I wish you luck
But I'm contemplating life, if life is even worth it
'Cause you the one, but now you gone
And shit, I'm not perfect, but

Cigarettes, cigarettes, take away
Take away my breath so I won't feel pain
I'm busy cutting on myself, don't know the way
If I'm here or gone, I feel it's the same
Cigarettes, cigarettes, take away
Take away my breath so I won't feel pain
I'm busy cutting on myself, don't know the way
If I'm here or gone, I feel it's the same