No band, just me and I'm no performer
Lyrics
Stale Cigarettes
Stale cigarettes, cheap motel rooms
Endless schemes, payoff soon
Lure of danger for your old man
Twist in the gut, does the best he can
When you’re forced to consider
Who are you
What’s a child to do
When you face that mirror
Looking back at you
His eyes fierce and blue
Deal gone wrong, glint of steel
His white shirt red, the blood is real
Ringing ears, weight of the gun
Stick to the plan, take the cash and run
REPEAT CHORUS
All your life you’ve had to fight
Now you dream for room to breathe
REPEAT CHORUS
Life starts now for Daddy’s girl
Follow him or change your world
Long road ahead, things to forget
Like the smell of his stale cigarettes
Stale cigarettes
Stale cigarettes
Stale cigarettes
Stale cigarettes
©Ricki E. Bellos (BMI)
