I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
Been chiefing with friends in my head
Chilled me out, it's you I'm missing
I feel your presence with every swig
I feel your presence with every hit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
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I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
Been chiefing with friends in my head
Chilled me out, it's you I'm missing
I feel your presence with every swig
I feel your presence with every hit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
Been chiefing with friends in my head
Chilled me out, it's you I'm missing
I feel your presence with every swig
I feel your presence with every hit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
I'm lighting my own cigarettes
Ash in my eye, your silhouette
You're gonna hate me for this
I'm faded, I'm dropping in
Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit
American Spirit
As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
Writer: Nicholas Madonna, Tyler Arce
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid