cigarette
CROWSIGN
[Verse]
Light my last cigarette (cigarette)
On a winter morning, the coldest that it get (that it get)
Bloody hands but I'm not ready to quit yet
Keep moving on 'til I'm dead (yeah)
Bloody my knuckles, oh preacher (preacher)
[?] you act a leader (leader)
Look me in the face as your leader (leader)
Look me in the face as your teacher (teacher)
[Hook]
Many men have ravaged they soul (ravaged they soul)
Many mеn live dark and cold (dark and cold)
Looking for an answer that they'll nеver know
Losing any reason for hope (reason for hope)
Many men have ravaged they soul (ravaged they soul)
Many men live dark and cold (dark and cold)
Looking for an answer that they'll never know
Losing any reason for hope (reason for hope)
(Fuck)