cigarettes (an interlude)
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
She was a smart girl
With a high IQ
Nice smile
She was funny too
But the drug abuse
It ruined her life
It was an excuse
To not cry
To just feel loose
I won't lie
There a tear or two
In her eye
In my eye
At what I knew
She'd never deduce
She depended on booze
And the goods
But listen
The first time I saw her in a year she was trippin
Before that she was hitting
A guy who was hitting her
For being her
Never admitting that she was feeling hurt
Treated like dirt
By so called lover
Who was making it worse
Turning an extrovert to an introvert
The universe making it worse
She was under a curse
Under a curse
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
I get wrong
Like Mac Millers song
5 Times out ten
But probably more
You can't see the pain and the trauma
It really harmed her
And scared her
You can see it in the smile
Yellowy now
Put on the pounds
Lack of sleep bring the bags round
Not Lack of love I understand now
A luck funds dragged down
Wow
Ignorance isn't bliss
That's somehow
Fuck that shit
How can we allow
The nicest people
To struggle and be down
And beat down
By a society who's taken a vow
To disallow
All struggle
Pain and suffering
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Cigarettes booze and weed all the same
Vehicles used by all the escape pain
Some escape others get dragged down the drain
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
She was a smart girl
With a high IQ
Nice smile
She was funny too
But the drug abuse
It ruined her life
It was an excuse
To not cry
To just feel loose
I won't lie
There a tear or two
In her eye
In my eye
At what I knew
She'd never deduce
She depended on booze
And the goods
But listen
The first time I saw her in a year she was trippin
Before that she was hitting
A guy who was hitting her
For being her
Never admitting that she was feeling hurt
Treated like dirt
By so called lover
Who was making it worse
Turning an extrovert to an introvert
The universe making it worse
She was under a curse
Under a curse
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
I get wrong
Like Mac Millers song
5 Times out ten
But probably more
You can't see the pain and the trauma
It really harmed her
And scared her
You can see it in the smile
Yellowy now
Put on the pounds
Lack of sleep bring the bags round
Not Lack of love I understand now
A luck funds dragged down
Wow
Ignorance isn't bliss
That's somehow
Fuck that shit
How can we allow
The nicest people
To struggle and be down
And beat down
By a society who's taken a vow
To disallow
All struggle
Pain and suffering
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Oh I'll catch you up
You wont lose
You wont lose
Cigarettes booze and weed all the same
Vehicles used by all the escape pain
Some escape others get dragged down the drain
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Lane
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