---

Stub out the cigarette
Then go get cracking
That’s the only thing you have to do
Your creativeness will come

And it came
Never know how long it takes
you, as a composer, big noise
Use it well

Be the creator of that miracle
still they don’t know who you are
But soon your cigarette will burn again
and the smoke will form beautiful shapes for you

Night and day, you are the one
smoke remained only in your lungs
train of thoughts, a few times in a row
it’s wily plan, instead of work

You wanted to delude them
when you’re expecting a failure
they believed in
Bad taste dreams


I’m stubbing my cigarette
Then go get crack.
That’s only thing I want to do
My creativeness has to come

And it came
Never know how short it takes
me, as composer, for big noise
I use it again

Be the creator of mess
soon, they will know who i am, who i was
My cigarette burned out again
that's why I’m looking for another one

Night and day, I am the one
smoke is still in my lungs
train of smoke, a few times in a row
wily plan, that’s how it works

I wanted to delude them
When I was expecting an applause
they have gone in
Bad taste dreams

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.