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CIGARETTES // CHOKE

by Paul The Kid

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Paul The Kid is our singer / songwriters new solo project. He is based in London. Follow him on socials for new music and live shows!

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Don't smoke, kids.....

Friday 5PM. Off work. Walk outside. Light first ciggie of the weekend. Feel like shit. Proceed to chain smoke Friday - Sunday.

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This is the vibe of my life from 5pm Friday until midnight Sunday. Letting sex, alcohol and smokes over take my life. Losing focus on my dreams but having a great time…. 50% of the time.

This is south west London life. This is Kiwi’s in London life. This is my life for the last 15 months.

lyrics

Ok I went and did it got into trap
I wanna take this party elsewhere so I’ll pack up and dash out
Always feeling light headed
Smashing proscecco and guinness this gin and tonic I’m with it
What’s up?
Chain smoking then quitting
I’m feeling sick like I’m pregnant
The first date always hit it
Yah!

Charlie said to come on over ganja she’s back
Back!
I hopped the District 5 stops and I’m back
What’s up?
Espresso shots that I’m having
I cannot come in on a day that I’m slacking
But when we hit it you know we’ll be packing
Packing!

Cigarettes they’ve got their poison grip
I’m choking out my body feels like moving inside
Out the sun coffee after sunset’s gone
My eyes are red and I’m never going to bed

Nah uh

We could go halves on a pack and make it last
We could save a little money so we can get smashed or we could choke
Yah
Or we could hit up the park and pass the pouch around
So everyone can roll up a dart
And we could chill
Chill
And we could dance on the tube towards the venue
Where the girls they come back and get nude
Or we could hit up the Durrell and spit some bullshit
Or spit some bullshit
Yah
Bullshit
These guys are coked up they love me
They see me in the club and all they wanna do is hug me
Hug me!
Maybe because of my hair
Repressing sexual urges that’s spilling out with your beer
Oh come on homie if you really love me
Either ask me back to yours or just gimme a durry
Gimme a durry!

Cigarettes they’ve got their poison grip
I’m choking out my body feels like moving inside
Out the sun coffee after sunset’s gone
My eyes are red and I’m never going to bed

Uh oh
I fell down the well again friends
I feel like the only thing do is to tell the truth
I’m addicted to fucks, it’s all I really think about
So i put this music shit on the back burner
I just go out too much
Somebody pay me more
Somebody pay me more
Somebody pay me more I don’t wanna work
I know no neither do you
I know no neither do you
CHOKE!

I know no neither do you
I know no neither do you
I know no neither do you
I know no neither do you
I know no neither do you

Cigarettes they’ve got their poison grip
I’m choking (I’m choking out) out my body feels like moving inside
Out the sun (out the sun) coffee after sunset’s gone
My eyes are red (my eyes are red) and I’m never going to bed

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released November 28, 2019
Paul The Kid - Writtten, recorded, mixed, mastered AKA Everything

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