There has to be a way for me to smoke a cigarette.
There has to be.
What do I do.
Caged in America.

I hate.
I hate this fucking ruling government telling me what to do.
Or I get in trouble.

I'm fucking tired of living as I go.
And getting into trouble.
Because of your fool rules.
Or you fool emotions.
Everyone is spilling their mess on me.
I fucking have so much hate in me right now.

What I would do for a cigarette.
A cigarette.
What I would god damn do for a fucking cigarette.

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