Monday, October 29, 2012

Song: Je Suis Une Cigarette


Song: Je Suis Une Cigarette(I am a cigarette)
Artist: >M<

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I smoke, like I breath 
Like a chimney, no, it's way worse 
Oxygen is an old memory 
My lungs, touch them if you dare! 
The pollution doesn't help things
Life isn't always great 
When I'm on the verge of nausea 
I crush the tip in the ashtray 
On the edge of a road in a sewer 
I smile yellow, so rather than looking at my teeth 
I shut my mouth most of the time 
I confess, it's very cumbersome, it's very cumbersome 

Because I am a cigarette, 
I burn from head to toe 
And I pray for this to end 
At the last match, I crack 

It's 3 in the morning, no one is out 
Except a smoke, but what am I going to do
I break in the hand on the edge of the earth 
The sport, I become breathless at the mere though of it 
Without even having to give it a go
I run 100 meters, give me a break, give me a break

Because I am a cigarette, 
I burn from head to toe 
And I pray for this to end 
At the last match, I crack 

Guilty, in the morning or the evening, 
A cartridge between my fingers 
I smoke while thinking about tomorrow 
With my tip of the cigarette butt stinging 
And my ideas ultra light 
I create a tobacco hell
I watch myself again in a coffin of matches
With writing on the plaque, ''cigarette smoker''
Cigarette smoker, cigarette smoker

Because I am a cigarette, 
I burn from head to toe 
And I pray for this to end 
At the last match, I crack 

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