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[Verse 1] |
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If I tried I just might be able to cut down a few a day |
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With every stick I light there's a price to pay |
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I'll easily smoke two packs |
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And maybe more if I'm bored or just to feel relaxed |
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[Chorus] |
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I'm never gonna pack it in, I know I'm addicted to the nicotine |
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Through my veins it flows, I'm young but my lungs are old |
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I'm never ever gonna shift this vice, had emphysema once or twice |
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I've tried so many times |
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[Verse 2] |
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When I scream and I shout |
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The sound just won't come out across the bar |
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I cough, I splutter, chest made of tar |
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My fingers are sunset red |
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If I carry on this behaviour, in ten years I'll be dead |
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[Chorus] |
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I'm never gonna pack it in, I know I'm addicted to the nicotine |
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Through my veins it flows, I'm young but my lungs are old |
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I'm never ever gonna shift this vice, had emphysema once or twice |
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I've tried too many times |
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[Outro] |
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Breathe in, breathe out |
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Breathe in, breathe out |
