Cigarettes

Walking down the street of my memories

Fighting shadows of what used to be

Flowers all around, I’m a honeybee

Pretty sure this is not what I see

Here's the moon again, waving through my lonely night

I can’t really tell if this feeling isn’t right

Suddenly the skies says 'hey there what’s on your mind?

A wakeup call again, I’m not ready for tonight

I can’t really tell who I am tonight.

I can’t really say what’s on my mind

Wake me, gotta get up

Shake me, gotta get up

Wake me, gotta get up

Shake me, gotta get up

Wake me, gotta get up

Shake me, gotta get up

Wake me gotta get up

Shake me, gotta get up

I’m in the void

I’m wearing out

You are my voice

I’m paranoid.