Cigs

The winners circle's always littered with the bodies of those that lost
You can't determine what you've won until you've found out what it cost
Profits down and costs go up
Your money's gone without a trace
Fear and anguish chase the look of joy further from your face

Have you seen my cigarettes?
I can't seem to find them
Always filled with deep regret
I close my eyes to hide it
And still I can't forget
The loophole in blindness
Is that you're still alive
To take their fucking shit

You've gotta run kid
Taking all you've got was a part of their plan
You're just a pawn
You're just a hack
You're just a low class kind of man
There's no rest for the wicked ones
The choice would never be yours to choose
That's how it goes for the people like us
Even when you win, you still lose

Have you seen my cigarettes?
I can't seem to find them
Always filled with deep regret
I close my eyes to hide it
And still I can't forget
The loophole in blindness
Is that you're still alive
To take their fucking shit

They'll take the words right out of your mouth
The dark comes in the light goes out
And in the darkest days you'll see
The light never meant much to me
They'll take the words right out of your mouth
The dark comes in the light goes out
And in the darkest days you'll see
The light never meant much to me
They'll take the words right out of your mouth
The dark comes in the light goes out
And in the darkest days you'll see
The light never meant much to me

Have you seen my cigarettes?
I can't seem to find them
Always filled with deep regret
I close my eyes to hide it
And still I can't forget
The loophole in blindness
Is that you're still alive
To take their fucking shit