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Last Breath

Still awake on a winters day

skies are gray and it's cold

Smoke signals from my last cigarette

Lets me know that it's finally getting old

Everybody hates me for the night before

The man you saw wasn't me

And now there's blood upon the bathroom floor

I've got a disease

Wait a while all I need is a friend

Come on stay a while won't you please understand

understand?