They sit there looking at me in the eye
' light me up' they say
'I'll help you die'
Oh, how I crave that taste on my tongue
Firing one up filling my lungs
Not caring about the damage that's being done
I'll take as many as I can get
Knowing later on I will regret
Oh, how Much i hate that cigarette
kira kira
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ashes-ashes-we-all-drop-dead/
