Cigarettes

Cigarettes
My world has changed
the houses shook
someone ordered a tornado
i can't find the coffee, no!
i need to pull myself out!
out, out of this crisis
finally stand on my own two feet
i gotta wash my silly snout
i'm only poor metal player
i got no cash to visit psycho doc
my god has changed his phone
number
i feel like crazy fuck
cofused and shaken
i need to gather my thoughts
it's so good i have those
damn cigarettes