Lyrics
Subtitles ready[Intro] [Instrumental] [Verse 1] Headlights off in the distance, dead stop light that bong and I rip it, red light stop me from thinking thoughts and opinions I don't want in my head but I'm always pretending that This backseat brings me peace. Too numb to the pain as I sit here bleeding, give me a reason to quit believing in misdemeanors Sick of being so damn insecure, cant secure Any sort of path that I'm sure of And they tryna send me back to the furnace I just want to make myself a happier person. Lurking in the back of the crowd Heard murmurs; unsure what they're babbling about. Ash up in my mouth Coughing and I'm hacking the sound is -Sickening, thinking its getting bad for me now but - That ain't really gonna change my actions Can't escape this place I'm trapped in From where I'm standing I just pray my habits don't replace my passions. Shit, can't erase this addiction scratching my face, hands itching and as I shake I am wishing I could go back to when I didn't need you [Chorus] Hit me like you used to Smoke that anger out my head It keeps coming back quicker I guess it never really left. Everybody wants me quitting. But Don't you quit on me. Hit me like you used to. Nicotine and me. [Verse 2] Sunlight instead of street lights in the same spot, first thing I do is pack it fore my brain wakes up, sick of hearing bout the person I could be if I 'd shape up, get a little better, get my act to- gether. They don't get it. Been at it since I can't remember. Hitting twice as hard for half the feeling, feel it fading while I'm still inhaling, there's the ceiling, chasing how it felt in the beginning I know I'll never catch it, catch my chest aching for a moment after breakfast [Bridge] Tired eyes in the mirror silent nights by the river You used to feel like release, like getting out for the weekend. Got addicted to that feeling and even now it feels like breathing.. God damnit... [Chorus] Hit me like you used to Smoke that anger out my head It keeps coming back quicker I guess it never really left. Everybody wants me quitting. But Don't you quit on me. Hit me like you used to. Nicotine and me. [Outro]