A girl with her head down
Walking around being unknown
Ripped jeans & ankle boots
Light's gone, dream shut
Lips around a poison stick,
Eyes shut as smoke blows,
Thinking something but don't know
Her hopes are as cigarette smoke..
Been a while since she been there,
Smile crept as she thought of
The sunset by the beach as she's seen in the movies,
Her worries goes with each smoke,
As she realize she's one step closer,
To be where they all go(es)
Her hopes are as cigarette smoke,
Just when she hit by a Strom
Of her wild running thoughts,
But she won't be going home
No matter what they say,
She never been so
Lately her dreams were only to get away,
From a dead hole, as they say her home
Her hopes are as cigarette smoke .
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