Cigars

Now a free man walking the town
He now needs someone to show him around
Black boots and tattooed arms
A loaded gun in his pocket, he sends his regards

Sometimes to stop your pain, you gotta put it on pause and start up the flame
Sometimes to cover your scars, you gotta let it all go and light yourself a cigar

The amount of times he's been betrayed, but he walks around the streets with no dues To Be paid
Nice guy deep inside, but don't mess around or be prepared to go down

Sometimes to stop your pain, you gotta put it on pause and start up the flame
Sometimes to cover your scars, you gotta let it all go and light yourself a cigar



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Writer(s): Vince Manuele
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