Cold Smoke

You've got me feeling like cold smoke
The ghost of something that burned long ago
And I'm understanding hope
As a concept that you preach before you go

The first word leads to the second
The second to a line
The line leads me give it up this time

It's just another crack, yeah
One thing you should have said
One more one last time not coming back

Like corpses in mortuaries
We are laid out in bed
Looking vast asleep
While we're already dead
Dressed up
Still here somehow
Soon the be coffin-bound
And six feet in the ground

You've got me feeling like cold smoke
The ghost of something that burned long ago
And I'm understanding hope
As a concept that you preach before you go
Before you go

Like piano-wire, cyanide and guillotine
Oblivion is baring its rotten teeth
And everything you say
Sounds like death to me
These dull words wrap around my neck
But you're just as dead

You've got me feeling like cold smoke
The ghost of something that burned long ago
And I'm understanding hope
As a concept that you preach before you go

We burned long ago
Too damn long ago
All we breathe is smoke



Credits
Writer(s): Benedikt Ricken, Christopher Schmidt, Nils Fischer, Susan Van Beek Rogers
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