Too much is racing through your brain
Condemned to shiver time away
Cold sweat is pouring down your face
You're gripped in fear of what awaits
You count the hours before you
You lay in wait
Forge through the minutes to your fate
You walk the time line through your days
You weave the world endure the maze
Although you search for your escape
You cannot break the chains of fate
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
There will be no tomorrow
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
Time ticks away
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
You face the final hour
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
Tomorrow you die
The blast removes the flesh from bone
It grants its freedom to your soul
Now in creation you'll reside
Forever live the days you died
Gotta smoke gotta smoke gotta smoke
Gotta smoke gotta smoke gotta smoke
Gotta smoke gotta smoke gotta smoke
Gotta smoke 'em if you got 'em
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