Cigar

You look at me now with those hollow eye sockets and smile
And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far
And you show me that life isn't all about extending your time
No, it's the perfect time for a bottle of wine

Why do I still care about all who might recall me?
For everything dies, so does memory
And why am I still surprised about all who pray their sins away?
Aren't they too a part of this grand ballet?

When time occurs
Don't make it right
Don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side
I need your word
Leave it aside
Just don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side

Some people never know where to head
They use their goals in an endless game of Russian roulette
Well, alive or dead, they have been mislead

Some people would rather not exist
They put a gun to the heart or a knife to the wrist
Sometimes I think they're smart
Then I want on their list

But then she kisses my skin
I don't know what this is or where to begin
This fills me up with bliss
I wish this wasn't a dream

And she shows me that life, isn't all about explaining your time
No it's the perfect time, to lay all night

When time occurs
Don't make it right
Don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side
I need your word
Leave it aside
Just don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side

Death suits you, dear sir
Like a beautiful coat
But then without all the fur
I wonder would it fit me?
What's your opinion, monsieur?

You look at me now with that burning cigar hanging out of your mouth
And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far