Smoke 'em if you've got 'em,
and I've always got 'em.
Two packs for a dollar off.
Grandfathers' vice passed down.
I'll quit once I get through this.
Smoking kills but so does love.
Is this all that's left of us?
Ashes to ashes, a pile of butts.
And yeah — fuck cancer,
but pass me the lighter.
Two pills, six smokes, nine prayers —
gets me through the long nights.
And yeah — fuck cancer,
but pass me the lighter.
I'm still lighting up.
Breathing in fumes, exhaling death.
This disease doesn't only favour the bad eggs.
I've seen its blight consume one so pure, so undeserving.
Forlorn injustice, irreconcilable —
what makes me worth saving?
I think of her every time I suck one back —
why am I still lighting up?
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