I Am Kloot. Gods & Monsters. Dead Mens Cigarettes. Zeneszám

Woke up this morning
For someone to set you free
Turned round today
To find that someone was me

and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes
and we choke, on the bitter black regrets,
Of ourselves - we've found no-one else

Woke up this morning
For someone to set you free
Turned round today
To find that someone was me

and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes
and we choke, on the bitter black regrets,
Of ourselves - we've found no-one else

and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes
and we choke, on the bitter black regrets,
and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes
and we choke, on the bitter black regrets,
Of ourselves - we've found no-one else