Secondhand Smoke
I sneak into a party, then run into you
And everybody's wasted, what you gonna do? (I see right through you)
I need some way to up and disappear
Yeah, they say the smoke is rising and it's near
I don't know (I don't know)
If I can cope (Will I cope?)
I think I'll die
I think I'll choke
When I am dry, life pulls me under
And getting high is my only lover
All the time, I always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
Stop for a little conversation, in this burning room
And everything is melting, could it be the fumes? (I've grown so used to)
Silhouettes are dancing round the flame
Carcinogens work wonders for our brains
I don't know (I don't know)
If I can cope (Will I cope?)
I think I'll die
I think I'll choke
When I am dry, life pulls me under
Getting high is my only lover
And all the time, I'll always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
Smother me, you need to breathe, tourmaline
We're in too deep, so set me free
Keep me clean
Can we be done, with all the small talk?
It doesn't take much to make my world rock
And all these years I've always wondered what I could be
When I am dry, life pulls me under
And getting high is my only lover
And all the time, I always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
And everybody's wasted, what you gonna do? (I see right through you)
I need some way to up and disappear
Yeah, they say the smoke is rising and it's near
I don't know (I don't know)
If I can cope (Will I cope?)
I think I'll die
I think I'll choke
When I am dry, life pulls me under
And getting high is my only lover
All the time, I always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
Stop for a little conversation, in this burning room
And everything is melting, could it be the fumes? (I've grown so used to)
Silhouettes are dancing round the flame
Carcinogens work wonders for our brains
I don't know (I don't know)
If I can cope (Will I cope?)
I think I'll die
I think I'll choke
When I am dry, life pulls me under
Getting high is my only lover
And all the time, I'll always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
Smother me, you need to breathe, tourmaline
We're in too deep, so set me free
Keep me clean
Can we be done, with all the small talk?
It doesn't take much to make my world rock
And all these years I've always wondered what I could be
When I am dry, life pulls me under
And getting high is my only lover
And all the time, I always wonder
Is the second-hand smoke going to smother me?
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Writer(s): Levi Jones
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