Smokeroom

I woke up late and decided to call it a day

Layed in bed and lit my first cigarette

Like a ghost swarming inside my head

I let the smoke fill up the room

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

I stayed in bed and lit my third cigarette

Planned the day around the ghosts inside my head

Like the smoke swarming inside my room

I let the hauntings consume

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

Whoever that may be

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

Whoever that may be

I woke up late

I woke up late

Wondering why can't the world be more like

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

Got out of and decided to finish the day

Got myself dressed and started my half-assed protest

Like a ghost that refuses to haunt anymore

I let what is be what it is

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

Whoever that may be

Wondering why can't the world be more like me

Whoever that may be