sweet cigarettes

look at the posers they're growin' up smoking
sweet cigarettes, spikes and dresses are black
into the crowd i feel like one of them
so fuckin' weak so freakin' weird disease

you see sun i see the light
you see night i see the dark (2x)

forget the facts accept the pain and say,
hey motherfucker stop to pretend
i wish i could incite your brain
to hurt yourself really bad again

you see sun i see the light
you see night i see the dark (2x)

so what do you get with this, fight, style and a world of denial
we hope you get this cuz then you'll make us smile
so what do you get with this, fight, style and a world of denial
we hope you get this cuz then you'll make us smile.
(letra: Guilherme (Beck))