Cigarettes and Coffee

Cold wind is rattlin' on my window pane.
I woke up early, standin' in the rain.
Ain't got a dime, and my soul is dark and cold,
Walkin' on this earth until I'm tired and old.
Only two things keep me from sinkin' like a stone,
When life is tryin' to break every single bone.

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Cigarettes and coffee, blacker than my soul.
Smoke is windin' up, takin' a heavy toll.
Waitin' on the reaper to finally cut the thread,
Sippin' on this bitter cup until I join the dead.
Swallowin' the sorrow as I greet the day,
Fadin' to a shadow, fadin' clean away.


An old hound dog is whinin' at my boots.
Thinkin' 'bout the enemies I pulled up by the roots.
I searched for the truth, knocked my knuckles raw,
But found nothin' but dirt and a broken law.
Time hits you hard, it don't show no grace,
I ain't askin' for mercy in this godforsaken place.


Strike a match right in this dead quiet room.
Bitter steam is swirlin' like a sudden doom.
I don't trust a soul, and I don't owe a dime,
My grave is already dug in the dust of time.

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Cigarettes and coffee, blacker than my soul.
Smoke is windin' up, takin' a heavy toll.
Waitin' on the reaper to finally cut the thread,
Sippin' on this bitter cup until I join the dead.
Swallowin' the sorrow as I greet the day,
Fadin' to a shadow, fadin' clean away.