I light the match it strikes my soul
A flicker burns where the shadows roll
The smoke climbs high like a ghost I know
But every drag feels like a spin
A carousel beneath my skin
Spinning clouds inside my head
A smoky haze my thoughts have fled
Each breath I take I’m chasing dread
Spinning clouds will leave me dead
The paper burns but the pain’s alive
In every breath I try to survive
The mirror cracks when I meet my eyes
The ash falls down like a silent hymn
It paints my lungs it grows so dim
Spinning clouds inside my head
A smoky haze my thoughts have fled
Each breath I take I’m chasing dread
Spinning clouds will leave me dead