Smoker

Hold on
Excuse me
You question my precious little position

Speak to me
Oh
Speak to me

In my mind I hold the greatest secret in the world
Camouflaged by broken thoughts my conscience overheard
I'll start from the top but we're running in circles here
I'm running in circles again
I fear I will never see the end

Now my back's to the wall
Heard everything you've said
Now my back's to the wall
If I lose you please just stop me

I know it's hard to take this
I tried to tell you, you had to be there

In my mind
I’m running in circles again
Maybe it’s time
Maybe it’s time
To let go