Cigarette Lyrics – Merkules
I’ve been smoking on this cigarette
I’m watchin’ it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
‘Cause it contributes to this anger that I got built up
And I don’t know why-y-y
I would waste my ti-i-ime
But I’m getting so hi-i-igh
That I feel like I could fly
I’ve been smoking on this cigarette
I’m watchin’ it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
‘Cause it contributes to this stress that got built up
If you lookin’ at my ey-ey-eyes
You could see it insi-i-ide
I’m so sick of all the li-i-ies
But I pretend that I’m
Fine, I pretend I’m fine
Maybe I’m sick in the head
Or maybe I really need meds
Either way I cannot shake this ***
I don’t wanna get out of bed
I been feeling like there’s still hell to pay
So I get hot ’til I melt away
I’ve been suffocating in cellophane
I never knew that it felt this way
I’ve been dealing with the stress and anxiety
I’ve been trying to blip my best to society
I had to tell all of my friends keep an eye on me
I keep on saying my intention’s sobriety
You could smell the cigarette stench on my breath
Throw it all away there’s nothing left I’m a mess
*** it all I swear I’m too depressed from this stress
But the answer is yes, I’m upset
I’ve been smoking on this cigarette
I’m watchin’ it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
‘Cause it contributes to this that anger that I got built up
And I don’t know why-y-y
I would waste my ti-i-ime
But I’m getting so hi-i-igh
That I feel like I could fly
I feel like I could fly
Another hangover, feeling like dogshit
I’m tryna stay sober dwelling in this darkness
I swear I’ll sabotage ’til I’m heartless
A narcissist, lately I just like there’s a part missin’
The why’s get shorter and my days get longer
Tryna build the courage up to face these monsters
They say what doesn’t *** you only makes you stronger
I’m still standing tall I never break my posture
The reason I’m worth it again
‘Cause I dinnae question the person I am
And I’m noticing that no matter what
It’ll always still hurt in the end
So *** it I’ll hit that again
So na-na I still got a purpose here
I remember back when we were dead broke
I just gotta climb and I’ll persevere
I’ve been smoking on this cigarette
I’m watchin’ it burn right through the filter
And maybe I should stay offa the internet
‘Cause it contributes to this stress that got built up
If you lookin’ at my ey-ey-eyes
You could see it insi-i-ide
I’m so sick of all the li-i-ies
But I know I’ll be fine
I know I’ll be fine
