Songs Book - Custom Made Lyrics.

*** WARNING: August Songs have some Bad Language in them *** Please take this with caution. If you agree to these terms and conditions. Then please proceed. This is my Songs, my Lyrics shared to the World Of Movellas. Some of these songs are being performed by some close friends and relatives. Rock-Bands, Rappers, and all the ones that love Music. Everyone is invited. If you ever want to sing one of these songs' Go ahead. Just don't steal the content. Thanks.
- Luke J.R



Smoke. Breathe it in. Breathe it out. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

You’ve been lied to. You’ve been had. You’ve been lied to. You’ve been had.

Smoke. Breathe it in. Breathe it out. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

Ahem. So dark and pure. It feels great. Smoke it up, and do it late.

Smoke. Breathe it in. Breathe it out. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

Then you shout. I took a shot! I took it right in my butt.

Smoke. Feels good. Smoke. How it should. Smoke. Feels good. Smoke.

Passed out on the sofa. Passed on a couch. Like it really matters. Where you do it and how you do it.

Smoke. Teacher on your back. Smoke. Better hand it back. Smoke. Scream it out. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

Swearing to him aren’t going to help you. He’ll take it off you, either way.

Whether you need it, whether you want it. He’ll take it all back. Everyday.

Smoke. Feels good. Smoke. Breathe it in. Breathe it out. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

He stands so tall. 4.64. He must be tall. You smoke it in, and you smoke it out.

He’ll raise his voice. And he’ll shout: Spit that out!

Smoke. Teacher on your back. Smoke. Breathe it in. Breathe it out.

Like a dragon wanting to fire as breath. Smoke. Smoke. Smoke.

They say what kills you. You tell yourself it’s just a label. But it’s not. It actually kills you. Smoking Kills You!

Smoke. Ha, ha. Smoke. Ha, ha. Smoke. Ha, ha. You’ve been lied to.

How have I been had? If I knew it works. If I read the label. How do I know I’ve been had?

Smoking is bad. Ha, ha. They’d tell me. BS, it’s not about that. Teachers can’t spit it out.

Find them backdoor smoking about. They don’t stop, they don’t shout. They lie to us, they conceal it.

Scream it out. Spread it all about. Spread it in, spread it out. Smoke. Smoking kills you! Smoke.

Smoking isn’t about shouting or breathing. It’ll leave you concealing the feeling, and you’ll say to yourself:

Smoking is bad. Smoking kills you. Smoking is a label hiding from you.

Smoking lied to us, and teachers lied to you. Scream it all about. Spread it out. Scream and Shout.

Smoke. Just a stroke. Smoke. Anyone can do it. Smoke. You’ve been lied to. Smoke. Breathe it all about.

No way. I’m not being lied to again! Screw that stuff. I never liked it anyway.

I was pushed through pressure by my friend named Chester. He was quite a bester. Holding those breaths.

Lying to others. Keeping them Smoke-Free rules out of the window.

Smoked it on a bus, and without a fuss. The bus driver would stop his Bus.

He’d throw us. He’d throw us. OUT! Scream and Shout: Smoking Kills You. Didn’t you know?

He’d also say something else. But you have to try it out. Then you realise. That he smokes too.

You wonder what world you live in. Why the flag is painted blue? Why is the world so blue?

Screw you! Screw you! I’m not smoking anymore.

Don’t matter how much you try to beg me. I’m not ending on the floor.

Breathing heavily. Like my momma said: Just one can take you away.

So what! I’ve seen worse! I’ve seen a man drugging his sister.

I’ve seen a man holding his holster. Throwing it about, dragging it out.

Then shouting out: GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES!

The rest of the story is self-explanatory. Just Think! Just Don’t Lie To Us!

Poor ole’ sister. Forever in her name. She became a tame. A creature ruined by the same-ole’-same.

Sounds pretty lame. She was taken by her name. And the dumped on a curb. Thrown off through a window.

Driving past her the same. She turned to handbag, and pulled out the game.

Smoke. Smoking Kills You. Don’t listen to me, okay? Smoke. Smoking kills you.

It’s dangerous and not a game.

You’re all the same. Smoking it in and smoking it out. Although it’s not that bad, I tried it myself.

The hidden label on the box. So plain and obvious. How did we miss it? I guess we should diss it.

Dossing about. Screaming and shouting. Lying to you, it hasn’t been easy. What a box, what a label.

Smoking is bad. Smoking is good. Smoking is bad. Smoking is good?

Smoking is bad! Smoking is good. Smoking is BAD. Smoking is not good . . .

Sold out by the same childhood favourites, Looney Tunes lied to us.

Flintstones did it without a fuss. Why we must.

Be Lied To! The world is full of lies. You could kill more flies than ever catching our LIES.

Told you once. Told you twice.

Smoking is dangerous. Don’t be fooled by the label. It actually does kill you. But all you ever want to do. Is . .

Smoke. Smoke. Smoke. Why? I don’t know why. But it seems to work.

I don’t know why you’re a jerk. You could just lie.

It’s pretty easy. The world is full of lies. A person is the living lie. How can you face the guilt?

Getting kids to smoke is taking the liberty away. Smoking teens aren’t easy anyway.

Hard to control. Hard to rely on. But they still love you.

Through the puffs of smoke hiding them away from you.

One of these boxes. Hard to believe. It took someone special away from you . . .




- ITunes Release: 05/09/2014 – She is one rebel but knows why she does it.

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