Cancer Stick

From poor people to the government
They all carry it in their hands
They do
I can't see through
They suck it down and light it up
Not just once, taking in the smut oh yeah!

I can't understand
Oh, I can't understand
Why you support their plans
'Cause

Dangerous people hypocrites
Want to sell you cigarettes
It may take you to the sky
But in the end, they let you die (c'mon)

Dangerous people hypocrites
Want to sell you cigarettes
It may take you to the sky
But in the end, they let you
Die, die, die
Ugh!

You ain't cool if you do
Smoke all your life day through, oh no
But you just don't care
In the end you're not that fit
And your breath tastes like shit
Come on!

I can't understand oh no!
Oh, I can't understand
Why you support their plans
'Cause

Dangerous people hypocrites
Want to sell you cigarettes
It may take you to the sky
But in the end, they let you die (c'mon)

Dangerous people hypocrites
Want to sell you cigarettes
It may take you to the sky
But in the end, they let you
Die, die, die

And maybe I have missed
An important part in my life
(Ooh Ooh Woah) But at least I'm no victim of

Dangerous people hypocrites
Who want to sell me cigarettes
Got no chance to touch the sky
But baby I will never die

Dangerous people hypocrites
Want to sell you cigarettes
It may take you to the sky
But in the end, they let you

Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, go down you sucker! (Would you kill you? Let them thrill you? Would you let them Make you ill?)

Would you kill you? (Die, die)
Let them thrill you? (Die, die)
Would you let them make you ill? (Die, die)

Would you kill you? (Die, die)
Let them thrill you? (Die, die)
Would you let them make you ill? (Die, die)

Would you kill you? (Die, die)
Let them thrill you? (Die, die)
Would you let yourself get killed? (Die, die)
Right!



Credits
Writer(s): Divyan Bodmer
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