Crazy to Exist

I wish we hadn't smoked, that last cigarette The place is near, so what do we get? The shadowed coaches let rest Our legs are twisted as we steam the glass Batch a stranger's gaze, afraid to ask I love to walk in town, But there's always that smell A cafe where we'll eat And drink till we're well! This is your life, This is so small Sleeping in doorways, Corners and halls Sometimes I know... It's crazy to exist Yes, it seems so... It's crazy to exist I think by now... It's crazy to exist I love to walk in town Come on let's go in town I need to be in a town But we can't go in town