All your hopes are lies.
All your friends are cheating.
I smoke a cigarette to be myself.
I smoke a cigarette to soothe my pain.

After all, if tomorrow he dies, I will feel better - this fact
I don't remember who I was, but I could have held out till morning.
I'll save my thoughts and words for later.
Ashes my last friend, he with me until the end of

Love and friendship are things I don't need.
I have a cigarette, it warms my soul
I'll kill myself, and every day is my last
I wanted to see the light, but I only saw shadows