smoked lots of cigarettes filled my lungs up with regret but i got a second chance i put down those cancer sticks never should have picked them up but they say whats done is done and i m done with slavery feeling better everyday i said i d quit a time or two before then i d always bum another from a friend because moderation meant just one more so i hope i never smoke one again no more holding hands with death had to stop and catch my breathe no more coughing in the cold stranded on tobacco road used to smoke them in the car when my favorite song came on with a coffee or a beer after nearly every meal feeling like a hypocrite and making corporations rich in exchange they make me sick either way you pay for it they sell them to you overpriced medical bills start to rise life s a drag but surely i can find a cheaper way to die and i remember fits of nicotine wishing every cigarette would never end but it seems like lately i need room to breathe so i hope i never smoke one again but when it comes down to it some folks just don t wanna quit and that s their prerogative i can t tell you how to live but i hope that you survive hope i bought myself some time hope we make it out alive or at least till 95 i m through with throwing half a pack away then the next day digging through the garbage can because i m an addict what else can i say but i hope i never smoke one i hope i never smoke one i hope i never smoke one again