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Pass me the cigarette

Pass me the cigarette She who I thought will stay Gone long back Me who now is a fall guy What life has in store anymore Who knows But who cares The angel has returned to paradise So pass me the cigarette In the process of becoming Steve Jobs I became Steve Harrington You can call me voat Cause I am the villain of all time So brother pass me the cigarette Let's do some self harm All I got now is words Also everything that I wanna say Got ruined by my words Oh fyodor I know my crime I know my punishment I am guilty So pass me the cigarette I am a writer So give me the lighter Let me smoke words And let me see my poem in ashes Pass me the cigarette

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