Smoking Man - Cane Hill

I wanted to be the smoking man

Filter out all the light

I’m bending the darkness with my lungs

Until every breath was tight

But I choked myself in my own head

I’ll replay my death until it’s not pretend

I wanted to be the holy man

All knowing and always right

I never believed that this would end

The cyclical trip of life

But I melt into the street again

As I walk the path to meet my end

And the devil comes to greet me like a friend

I wanna see it

I wanna feel it again

I wanna see it

Let it consume me again

I wanna take it

If you would let me in

I wanna know it

Let me love it again

I wanna see it

I wanna feel it again

I wanna see it

Let it consume me again

I wanna take it

If you would let me in

I wanna know it

Let me love it again

I built the cage I’m locked inside

Uninspired by the divine

Reality dances in my eyes

So I walk in crooked lines

I built the cage I’m locked inside

Uninspired by the divine

Reality dances in my eyes

So I walk in crooked lines

Don’t wanna see it

Don’t wanna feel it again

Don’t wanna see it

It won’t consume me again

Don’t wanna take it

Please don’t let me in

Don’t wanna know it

No I can’t love it again