Smoke the last cigarette on the floor.
Can't take it anymore.
I can't take it anymore.
When I was young I would fall asleep.
I'd sleep to past the time, the time I can't get back.
And I want to tell you, is it something you want?
If I don't understand, is it time to move,
I want to tell you, is it something you want?
If I don't understand, is it time to move away?
I was nothing by myself, you opened the door.
You let me breathe.
Selfish pleasures gone too far, I cut through the cord to set you free.
I was nothing by myself, you opened the door.
You let me breathe.
And I want to tell you, is it something you want?
If I don't understand, is it time to move,
I want to tell you, is it something you want?
If I don't understand, is it time to move away?
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