Slowride - Smoke Cigarettes Lyrics

Spend the night alone inside a Sunday suit
Kill a living friend over an upscale look
It's hard to give a hand when I've got only two
Don't' look now, or you'll see me under
With a dirty face I try to smile my teeth
It's hard to make it work cause I can barely breathe

I think it's there but I know a little less than I think
And you came through with a likely number
We take
What we want
It don't matter
Where it's from
We're two of a kind
And I love you in my mind