Suffocated

This is my air

Yeah it’s chemicals

Yeah it’ll kill me in a few decades

But it’s been there when I needed it

Been there when I was down

Been there when I couldn’t think straight

With every inhale

I get me back

The happy me, the satisfied me,

the real me...

With every pack

I get hope

Hope that one more will keep me at bay

Yeah, I’m contaminating the world

But so are your cars

Your words

Your waste

But now I can’t think straight

I gotta work—cigarette

I gotta eat—with a cigarette

How are you? Excuse me for a second—cigarette...

When I should be buying food

Cigarette

When I should be in bed by now

Cigarette

When my kids need, want, need, want

And all I need-want is a cigarette

When everybody need-wants my attention

I need-want a cigarette

Believe me

I need-wanted to stop years ago...

But now all I think is—cigarette

Cigarette this, cigarette that

You think it’s easy to just stop and quit?

How easy do you think it is to breathe when you’re suffocated?