Smoking down to the filter

by Arkon   Nov 11, 2005


It's like cramming a whole day into an hour
It's kinda like when you get something and it all turns sour
Almost like crushing a flower
You're killing yourself, and you don't even know it.

Never had to ride it down
Now I think I can't do it
A slow stroll through town
Will show you what I mean when I say this sh*#

Trudging along through the rain
All along and it drives me insane
I never had to live it to the best
Until now I thought I could anything, but I was wrong, and so were the rest

What am I running from?
You and your gun?
This isn't fun
Breaking this rule of thumb

Even though I knew everything would go down hill
Sitting on my window sill
Watching myself go
No I won't believe me, I'm now my own foe

Living life to the fullest I swear I will
Until this heart gives out on me
I know this thing will kill me
It could kill anything

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