Cigarette
Wasting away
I know what you know
I know
Hating my life
Waiting for the show
But you need me now
You need me now
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
But I don't mean to invite you home
Breakin away
But colors they don't glow
They moan
But it's all fantasy
Waitin' for epiphanies
To show
So comfort me
I'm harvesting the bitter seeds I've sown
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
You're the hope left in my fight
To atone
Well fuck me the gravity
Of everything I've blown
The diamond's they shined bright on me
Now everything is stone
I've catered to the crater
But the crater's only grown
But I know all the bravest pigeons walk alone
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
Cigarette
You're the backstreet of my life
You're the hope left in my fight
Alone
Writer/s: Doron Diamond
