Give it an inch it'll take a mile and steal your breath with an empty smile
Stink up your hair, yellow your finger, burn holes in your clothes without even thinking
What do you have? What do you give? What draws us close to your grey wispy shiv?
We’ve been asleep, accepting your truth but now is the time we are choosing to live.
Open those eyes, take back your life. You have control if you’ll only decide!
We’ll show you how, give you the tools, you can begin to make smoking the fool