Cold turkey spoke

Fingers can't keep still
Touching every surface with infactuation
As if fingers never touched before
My teeth nibiling away my finger prints

So much energy
So much feeling
Frustration and stress
Makes Me edgey

Going to kill somebody
Rob some old lady
I need a ciggy
Or else
Dead them
I'm cold
Cold turkey

Longing.....
Tasting.....
Smoke rushing
Straight to the head and chest
Seconds of infinite bliss

One step closer
To life after death
Taken away ,sigh
I ant gonna die
No they prolonging my time
I know a few in the after life
But I'm thinking crazey
Because I got so much energy
If I don't puff a ciggy
Somebody is gonna die
Seconds of infinite bliss
Addicted to those precious seconds