Оригинален текст
It's just a habit
when I reach to the packet
for my last cigarette
until the day breaks
and then my hand shakes
but it it's just driving me insane
when the smoke gets in my brain
I can't resist it
Chorus:
Wallow in that ash bath
soaking up the fumes
and see the nicotine stain
start to spread
I'm so congested
cos north, south, east and west
catarrh rests on my chest
congealed and twisted
cough up and shift it
but I can feel my lungs collapse
sinking deep into my lap
I'm so useless
Chorus
I'm so useful