Smoke in my lungs
I inhale , Another day away
Another quite night smoked away
To the sound of a heavy guitar, with
painful an regretful words following behind it
Of love..
So now it's another..
Sleepless night that brings a hint of nostalgia
I miss the taste, I miss the feeling of
Something embracing me from the inside
It felt less numb those days
Still alone but not really
It helped but not really
I'm better for quitting...I tell myself anyway
