Coughing and choking
Yet you keep on smoking
You’re dying in the worst possible way
Spitting up your lungs
Your face turns blue
Yet you knew
This is the way
That you would die
Your lungs are as black
As your heart and your soul
Blood comes out
Along with your lungs
People standing around
All begin to die
The smoke filled their lungs
The fall over
And they too wait
For the slow and painful death
Yet everyone knows
It’s your entire fault
One by one
They hit the ground
Everyone but you gasps for air
You don’t, just because you don’t care
And to them this isn’t very fair
One by one
They take their last breath
And say hello to a slow and painful death
