Secondhand Smoke
[Verse 1]
I'm sitting on a bench
With lungs full of secondhand smoke
Everyone's passing me by
They tell me that life's a joke
The raindrops fall from the skies
Somebody walks towards me
They have come to help me up
So I can finally be free
So I can finally be free
[Chorus]
That's what I said
I'm kinda glad that I'm not dead
I think there's some good parts of life
Take it in stride, don't run from strife
That's what I mean
Remember, jealousy is green
I should do work, I should not sing
Inspiration is a strange thing
Inspiration is a strange thing
[Verse 2]
There's people who I like
I just hope they like me back
When your voice is just a whisper
You hope you're on the right track
My luck will run out one day
I just hope it's not too soon
When I look up at the sky
I hope that I see the moon
I hope that I see the moon
[Final Chorus]
That's how I feel
I wonder what you will reveal
One day I'll have to pay the price
After a wrong role of the dice
That's how I act
I'm a statue without much tact
Once I run out of things to say
I will come back another day
I will come back another day
I will come back another day
I will come back another day
I will come back another day
I will come back another day