Thus the chance of missing the cigarette each day makes us healthier
And thus the bliss of accomplishment
Is tainted by eye-opening thoughts of getting help
And peaceful moments of breathing easily with this regard their paths are wide open
And lose the smoke filled brain in favor of the clean fresh air
We're just hanging onto clouds waiting for something, but nothing, swinging from branches, and climbing up the walls. We've seen it all. Purple scars, to broken arms. Bloodshot eyes, to pure white. Nosebleeds and you just can't be clean. Standing on the ceiling, screaming for a feeling, but there's nothing, but something. Can you hear what your voice is saying? Can you feel what you're feeling? I see in colors, you hide in black and white. We've seen it all. Tears falling to parents calling. Broken hearts to fucked up lives. We've seen it all. Something but nothing.
I am chasing the moon,
I am swinging from tree to tree,
I am running from leaf to leaf,
I am swimming through clouds,
I am drowning in the rain drops,
I am hanging from the branches,
I am holding hands with birds,
I am flying through the ocean,
I am singing to the dolphins,
I am laughing with the ladybugs,
I am hugging the flowers,
I am sharing my happiness.
(A new version of "To be or not to be")
To be an addict or to get help- that is the question.
Whether 'tis easier to surrender to your temptation
And face the long consequence
Or to admit your in need of help
And take the next step forward
To smoke, to take one more hit-
No more- and by admitting to say "help"
I am accomplishing so much more
Each day holds-
'Tis a complicated decision
I do not wish to think about
To get help, to quit-
To breathe easily, Ay, there's the goal.
For in breathing easily what events may come about
Running, biking, or simply walking
This must make us stop and think
That's the idea
That makes good choices easier.
For who really wants to feel tired after a walk.
The beating of your heart fast.
The disappointment of the smell of smoke.
And the looks of disagreement.
To feel healthy, and smoke free.
To smoke, to feel the dizziness in your head
To feel relaxed from your stress
But that the horror that something may be missed while quitting.
The unknown time period of going without a cigarette
The gossips discuss
While we stand in a confused daze
Wishing we had just one more.
Thus the chance of missing the cigarette each day makes us healthier
And thus the bliss of accomplishment
Is tainted by eye-opening thoughts of getting help
And peaceful moments of breathing easily with this regard their paths are wide open
And lose the smoke filled brain in favor of the clean fresh air
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