Dead Men’s Cigarettes

woke up this morning, for someone to set you free turned round here today, to find that someone was me and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes and we choke, on the bitter black regrets, of ourselves - we've found no-one else woke up this morning, for someone to set me free i turned round today, to find that someone was me but we smoke, dead men's cigarettes and we choke, on the bitter black regrets of ourselves - we've found no-one else and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes and we choke, on the bitter black regrets, and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes and we choke, on the bitter black regrets, of ourselves - we've found no-one else