Paroles de la chanson 200 Cigarettes par Jean Dawson

I feel lost inside my home
I'm on five percent on my phone
I just gotta leave the city
Keep a bag and it's empty
What's wrong with me now?

It's hard to breathe now
Pills on my bed
Two hundred cigarettes
Two hundred cigarettes

I just started feeling like I'm lighter when I'm lonely
I can't hold the heavy shit for people that don't know me
I can't make a heaven for the hell inside my family

Can't imagine me giving a fuck about a Plan B
I'm fourteen with a Newport sitting on my roof and laughing
I wonder if I slip, will there be anyone to catch me?

I feel locked inside my head
I have burn holes in my hands
Smog covering the city
The full moon looks empty to me
It's falling down on my house