We don't have big rate because we are cigarettes-
Hue of ours varied but ripen to ashes of deceased.
Well we were but into the silver case
Lessen the seed of life,
We can’t sprout into the hell.
You take comfort by sucking and we die,
Even turned us into worthless.
We have stored muskets to bursting somehow
You don’t know that.
No more! no more! O Nefarious!
......
We don't have big rate because we are cigarettes-
Hue of ours varied but ripen to ashes of deceased.
Well we were but into the silver case
Lessen the seed of life,
We can’t sprout into the hell.
You take comfort by sucking and we die,
Even turned us into worthless.
We have stored muskets to bursting somehow
You don’t know that.
No more! no more! O Nefarious!
......