Staying up for this week end Loosing up all the defense My back feels like broken

I can’t stop me from smoking

Like a diamond to a woman Like a demon in your hand

I can’t feel my mind

To see what’s mine, yeah Feel my mind

Should I smile when I’m low The words are strange so I blow It’s better to burn out and die It’s better than to rust with lies

Like a gangster We roams at night Like cheater

Run and hide

Gone with a whirl

In a swirl

I’m chopped really rudely

All by my fingers, all by myself Because I’m so distracted