Text: Placebo. Been Smoking Too Long.

Yeah, I really, um, I really, I really wanted to kind of like,
To capture some kind of like moment, but maybe it's better if I'm
sober'
Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
It's way past noontime, i'm late for work
Tell me what have i done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me it must be that i've been smoking too long
Go to fix me some breakfast, i ain't got no food
Take me a shower, the water don't feel no good
Tell me what have i done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me must be that i've been smoking too long
I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
Nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes
What have I done wrong?
Yeah nothing can go right with me it must be that i've been smoking too

long
When I'm smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
Try not to think about nothing, don't wanna see myself
What have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been smoking too
long
In this blues i'm singing, there's a lesson to be learned
You go round smoking, you're gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me must be that i've been smoking
Too long, too long