Текст песни: Pack a day + перевод

You were the august breeze in the willow trees he’d climb to hide in

Now you’re a windy winter, you’re a three inch splinter stuck inside him

You were the sweetest song that was ever sung

Now you sound like a raven; you’re a cancerous lung

I’m the smoke between your yellow fingers

I’m nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers

You were the castle walls and the ancient halls that he’d reside in

Now you’re an endless siege and the rubble many men have died in

I’m the smoke between your yellow fingers

I’m nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers

I walked on back roads

You drove away

We are the taste of

A pack a day

I’m the smoke between your yellow fingers

I’m nicotine that gets in your blood and lingers

Перевод песни Pack a day