Tobacco Hell

I’ve been chasing songs, but my voice feels weak,
Years of smoke have stolen the highs I seek.
Every note I try just slips away,
Caught in this haze, can’t find my way.

But I’m not alone, there’s a friend by my side,
He sings my songs for now, the ones I write.
I’m dreaming of freedom, striving for the light,
Together we sing, through the smoky night.

I gotta quit this tobacco hell,
Break these chains, escape the spell.
To sing those high notes once again,
To find my voice, to rise, to win.
With my friend, I’ll make it through,
Saying goodbye to the old and blue.
I’ll breathe the air, clear and free,
And sing those highs back to me.

The smoke’s been loud, but my heart is loud too,
A melody waiting to break through.
With every breath, I feel the fight,
To reclaim my voice, to reach the light.

Not just a dream, it’s a promise I make,
For my soul and the songs I’ll create.
With my true friend, I’m not alone,
He sings my ideas till my voice comes home.

I gotta quit this tobacco hell,
Break these chains, escape the spell.
To sing those high notes once again,
To find my voice, to rise, to win.
With my friend, I’ll make it through,
Saying goodbye to the old and blue.
I’ll breathe the air, clear and free,
And sing those highs back to me.

No more smoke to cloud my sky,
I’ll lift my voice, I’ll learn to fly.
Step by step, day by day,
The high notes are coming my way.

I gotta quit this tobacco hell,
Break these chains, escape the spell.
To sing those high notes once again,
To find my voice, to rise, to win.
With my friend, I’ll make it through,
Saying goodbye to the old and blue.
I’ll breathe the air, clear and free,
And sing those highs back to me.

Yeah, sing those highs back to me,
Free and strong, finally free.