Yeah … i have found new friend,
which is not going to abandon me till i am damned
The nocturnal cigarettes made me creep
And i woke up in the middle of night from my sleep
I have to smoke, i gotta smoke
but i finished the pack in the last one stroke

Should i express how i am feeling,
bumped into my chair, staring the ceiling
If u r a man, you must understand how did it felt
an ache in the heart and a desire under your belt
I am shaking, and my eyes are damp
I am bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp.

Cigarettes Cigarette ….
what’s ur secret ?
Is it the sound of paper getting creek
or the power to control fire at your fingertip ?
There is no heaviness in heart so strong
Which can’t be vanished into smoke by a fag.

I know i should not let this habit be fed
but I am getting down, checking under the bed
God, show me some luck
Get me one match stick and few crumpled butts
Cigarette, I wish you to have
But i don’t smoke you, you smoke me, am your slave.

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