and no-one is left, just the cigarette smoke

I've got this bad taste in my mouth        
and in my soul        
I try to taste it,        
just to know what's going on        

Some kind of tribulation        
strangles my mind.       
It makes me wonder        
do I have much more time        
manic depressions        
or just having too much time        
with my mind.        

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