Wake up in the morning
Tossing and turning all night
Your mind is shaking, feeling nothing went right
Your mind is pulsing and your eyes are blood red
There's one thing that i know can cure your aching head

If you need a quarter
Then you'll start pinching for change
And if you can't find a ride
You'll get there any way

When you were just a little kid
You thought that you'd be sneaky
Hiding with your friends
Sneaking a smoke as your parent's drove away
You know they say crime pays
Act like an asshole
Until there's smoke in your veins
You need a smoke before the end of the day

Nicotine fit your on the rage you can't quit
Nicotine fit you haven't had a cigarette yet