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I listened to my heart and quit
it happened when I focused
on the taste
when I noticed
how my lungs
well they chugged a little slower
with each puff,I knew one day
I'd have enough-
but that one last
revelation
never comes.
My brain becomes unplugged
as its walls are slowly drugged
makes it easy to think
mistakenly
that it's not the smoke
causing my misery
but despite the common thought
that these sticks
made me less stressed
I was anxious and bitter
a continual mess
-so I gave it a shot
life without cigarettes-
and I'll tell you man -I haven't looked back yet-
becuase your senses come back
and with new clarity
you notice how nice life is
without nicotine.
You doubted it before
thought you were loosing a friend,
but at best a crutch
is all you're trying to defend.
So focus on the taste
notice that feeble chug-a-lug
its coming from your heart
and you should treat is with love.
on the taste
when I noticed
how my lungs
well they chugged a little slower
with each puff,I knew one day
I'd have enough-
but that one last
revelation
never comes.
My brain becomes unplugged
as its walls are slowly drugged
makes it easy to think
mistakenly
that it's not the smoke
causing my misery
but despite the common thought
that these sticks
made me less stressed
I was anxious and bitter
a continual mess
-so I gave it a shot
life without cigarettes-
and I'll tell you man -I haven't looked back yet-
becuase your senses come back
and with new clarity
you notice how nice life is
without nicotine.
You doubted it before
thought you were loosing a friend,
but at best a crutch
is all you're trying to defend.
So focus on the taste
notice that feeble chug-a-lug
its coming from your heart
and you should treat is with love.
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