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strike the match to set her eyes ablaze
ashes fly and sparks begin to dance
flaming lips form words we all appraise
but razor lies and teeth they freeze our glance
in her frozen stare there is a heat
draws you in and bites down on your skin
there is no escape from your defeat
inhale the drug that kills you from within
menthol send the chills right down your spine
slaves to nicotine are in a trap
suppose you didn't read the warning sign
cigarettes have got you on their lap
calm your nerves and take another hit
maybe eventually you'll learn to quit

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