A cigarette for a thousand problems

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"