Sometimes I inhale
to escape my reality
knowing if I continue
That I will become just another faceless
casualty
But still I puff
and still I choke
loosing the feeling of faith
loosing the feeling of hope
life passing me by with the rising smoke
Dreams drift away
with each drag from the roach
Blazing...burning....choking
Herbs...cancer....smoking
I don't know how it started
but I know how this story ends
taken out by a rolled up friend
to escape my reality
knowing if I continue
That I will become just another faceless
casualty
But still I puff
and still I choke
loosing the feeling of faith
loosing the feeling of hope
life passing me by with the rising smoke
Dreams drift away
with each drag from the roach
Blazing...burning....choking
Herbs...cancer....smoking
I don't know how it started
but I know how this story ends
taken out by a rolled up friend
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