It’s tragic
Too much smoke
It’s tragic
It’s plastic
My whole life I had plan
Now it’s dust cuz of a plant, huh
My lungs are hurting and my lungs are burning
Where do I take it out?
I just wanted a serving
I was too young for this sh#t
Now it’s in my head and I can’t even escape it
People say just stop it, I tried it
But I, I, I just ignite it
My lungs are breaking and aching
I want to take it out
People tell me to get better with so much doubt
Why did I do this I just wanna know how to stop it
But when I try to reach out they say
Drop it
Now I’m resorting to faking and flaking and
Tracing all my god damn steps
But the stress is gettin to me
And now I’m hating, berating on these stupid
Conversations where I’m not even concentrated
And now they’re aggrevated, as stated
They say I’m not ever graduating
I’m humiliated, feel discriminated and isolated
It’s agitating
But what they say isnt fabricated, all correlated, too complicated
Pain animated and irritating
It’s tragic
Too much smoke
It’s tragic
Plastic
It’s tragic
Too much smoke
Just plastic
Why do I try
Just makes me cry
Feel like I’ve been baited but
Now I’m hated
As I stated and annotated, I’m frustrated
What have I created
I knew it was, so outdated but decorated, so fascinating
But hell is laminated
My attention is fixated and dictated and everyone debated and deflated
All of their opinions but
Now it’s estimated
Illustrated
Understated
Suffocated
Duplicated
Dominated
Inundated
Decimated
It’s tragic
Too much smoke
It’s tragic
Just plastic
It’s tragic
Too much smoke
I can’t take it no more
[Yo, lemme get a hit
Self medicated
So imitated
Humiliated
I can’t stop it
No one can
That’s what they said
Why am I a fan?
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111robloxdude Lyrics – Smoke