A cigarette for a thousand problems
One pack and then another
That never was a problem
Lit them up and get lost in their fire
Pop a pill or two, they get me even higher
Numb the pain of my existence darkened by this sorrow
Make another prayer in the shape of Zoloft
Tragically enveloped in the mess of this disease
Which stole away half my life and, in every sense, my sleep
Which the new doctor was able to quickly identify
And gave me a new guardian called \"Abilify\"
Everyone keeps telling me that i should just hold on
Well, maybe they can heal, but i surely cannot
So i just keep on smoking thinking I\'m just like the ash
One small gust of wind and I\'m lost in a flash
With eyes no longer dry and with not enough tissues
I smoke one more cigarette for a thousand issues
Since cigarettes can kill, i\'m a death addict then
We all have our problems, let me say it again;
...
\"One pack and then some others...
A cigarette for a thousand problems\"