Hey!
How are things in hell?
I hope you are well!
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)
I smoke smoke and dream a little,
Serenity feels so brittle.
Yeah, it's so brittle.
I'm here...
In nowhere...
Lost in the middle...
Right in the middle...
Where the exit is a riddle.
It's an unsolvable riddle.
(Rhythm, rhythm)
(I move to the rhythm)
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)
I exhale the smoke,
As I try to provoke,
You stand in confusion -
Am I reality or illusion?
(Are you reality?)
(Am I an illusion?)
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)
I wander through the haze,
Caught in this endless maze.
The smoke clouds my mind,
Leaving everything behind.
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)
I search for peace,
In clouds of gray.
But the answers elude me,
As I drift away.
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)
I smoke smoke and dream a little,
Serenity feels so brittle.
Yeah, it's so brittle.
I'm here...
In nowhere...
Lost in the middle...
Right in the middle...
Where the exit is a riddle.
It's an unsolvable riddle.
(Rhythm, rhythm)
(I move to the rhythm)
(Smoke, smoke)
(It's all smoke)