Fifth cigarette in an hour
and it's not even night yet
the breaks are breaking on the downhill
I drink my loneliness as a shot,so that I can become completely drunk
My fantasy shows on the wall
scenes from what we lived
and my heart again hesitates tonight
maybe I shouldn't have left in the end
I'm lost
I'm screaming to you
without you ,I change my soul
I'm lost
because I don't know
if I'll manage on my own
I'm lost
Fifth cigarette in an hour
and I never smoked before
in my mind a typhoon is starting
what have I done to you and I'm paying it ,my dear self?