Cigarette, like a comfort blanket
It's a strange but particular era
I don't know who I am (like you ever did)
Never stop whining, but ever so polite, yeh ?
Me, at the centre of it all
The individual fallacy is miserable
I thought you knew, of course you do
It's as good time as ever
That's not me fooling around, clearly can't do this healthily
If forcing it is ruining it, come melody sing to me or scream
And in a way im so devoted, not today, just cynical
I wouldn't want to let you down, let the retched out, in saccharine & luxury
Seems like I caught the bird, screamed in a fluster and felt it squirm
In shallow bath, was submerged
Alone again in pretentious slur...
