Begins with the breath
Inhale the fresh nicotine
What's in your pocket
Let me take a peek
Acceleration
In the blink of an eye
It just takes a second to become what you despise
Wait, for me, wait
Cynicism, can really make one scoff
Burning journals just to make it stop
And oh so anxious cause ashes can be seen
But so contagious, this systems obsolete
Wait, for me, wait
So now you burn yourselves
Go on cut of my flesh and treat yourself
For crying out loud
Yes it is gone for now so scream like Hell
But don't come back to me
No
It ends with the breath
Exhale stale nicotine
What's in your pocket
Let me take a look-see
A king of judgement
Proudly breaks his crown
A belief in nothing, the time is coming,
For us to leave this god forsaken town
Wait, for me, wait