.[Verse 1]
Packet of fags and a dirty magazine
Staring, no expression, at the television screen
Sitting on your armchair rolling up a cigarette
Thinking 'bout what you'd have done and what you could have been
Sick from the nicotine coursing my veins
By mealtime come, I'm.
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