Sick with regret, you sputter out.
Your flame swallowed in doubt.
Light the cigarette and take a breath,
the smoke inflates your chest and
thins your blood so you bleed less inside

Left with the mess that came about,
when you chose to live without
On foreign shores you fight or die
Life's thrown before your eyes and takes it's toll
on your calloused empty soul

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"What we would give to feel alive!"
Throught the fog, a muffled cry,
"The anchor's lost and so am I"
We fall victims to the tide
I'm free to drift and free to die on my terms now

Sick with regret, you sputter out