Paper Bag Lyrics by Christian Alexander
A paper bag of cigarettes
Smoke away all my regrets
And wash it down with a drink
Past the point of how to think
See I’m a waster just like you
Nothing to chase, nothing to lose
And my room is still a mess
I haven’t had the time to dress
So pass my clothes, no not those
It’s the one on the chair
Put on my socks before they rot
And wash my hair
Look out the blinds
See the sunshine rising through