Smoking my cigarette with no love

"Living on a diet of Chocolates and Cigarettes

I wanna call you again

I drink tea sometimes when its cold

This is getting old

I call you again"

Ohh ohh, and my soul is getting tired of this. Fighting for you, love. Don't you see? I'm here... Smoking my cigarette.

"Still too young to fail, too scared to sail away

But one of these days I'll grow old

And I'll grow brave and I'll go

One of these days

Blowing out the candles from my cake

I choke on the smoke as I look around the room

Everybodys wishing for no more mistakes

And all that I can think about is you"

... I hear the melody, I think about you, I never stopped thinking about you. You're like a cigarette... addictive... I tasted once, I tasted twice... I tasted all day long. All days.
But, what we should do in the end?

"Still too young to fail, to scared to sail away

But one of these days I'll grow old

And Ill grow brave and I'll go

One of these days

La da la da la da"

I'm too strong to cry. I'm too young. I've one life, one long life to cry... Not today, don't make me cry today! Is too heavy. The smoke in my mouth. I like that more and more with the days. Staying with my tears just for you. Selfish. I'll never cry for you. Believe me. Trust me, my love.

"Still too young to fail, to scared to sail away

But one of these days I'll grow old

And Ill grow brave and I'll go

One of these days

La da la da la da"


And my cigarette is ending, just like my love for you. I'll smoke another one.  



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