I'm tired of this war
My troubles are a lot
They pissed me off
But I didn't swear still
What's that, what a way?
I can't figure out few years
System doesn't like me
I didn't love it either
Empty words, silly men
I have no gun, I have cigarette
I smoke it, it hides my problems
Empty words, silly men
I have no gun, I have cigarette
I smoke it, it hides my problems
Let fly my mind to the sky
Let return my ideas to the vocal
Let's shout around
We are still alive and
Stars in the sky
Still bright and free
Empty words, silly men
I have no gun, I have cigarette
I smoke it, it hides my problems
Empty words, silly men
I have no gun, I have cigarette
I smoke it, it hides my problems