You know, YOU're like a package of cigarettes.
First you hate it,
It even makes you sick,
Then you just get used to it
And later on you love it to death.
But when the day comes you understand,
That the only thing it does is killing you.
So tell me, what I’m gonna do without you?
Because it’s impossible to just quit.
More you trying to forget,
More you want your "cigarette".
Cigarette
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