Daniel Spaleniak
Full Package Of Cigarettes
[Verse 1]
I'm walking to the room
With my mind full of thoughts
The room is dark and
The floor is full of socks
I'm lying on my bed
With a fire in my head
Full package of cigarettes
And coffee on my bed

[Chorus]
Sitting around (around)
Sitting around
Sitting around (around)
'round 'round 'n 'round
Sitting around (around)
Sittining around
Sitting around (around)
Sitting around

[Verse 2]
My thoughts are on the highway
I'm flying over the sea
It's really hard to be alone
Just stand and look at me
Deep inside your head
You are still a kid, she said
Yes, I think I am
I'm a lonely, lonely man