It's a little bit bitter.
I saw the smoke dancing in the cold air, gone with the wind.
I used to smoke for several weeks . I was deeply in a big sad world at that time.
I thought, there's no one could rescue me from the pain I have suffered.
Is that really painful? What have I been through?
I talked to some friends, they listened to me. But no one did understand me.
It seems I was hopeless , and I really was.
In fact , I don't want anyone to understand me.
I didn't tell them the whole truth.
It makes me feel naked.
And I know I couldn't stop crying to speak.
Cigarette is something like pain-killer to me.
For a little while , I feel numb.
Cigarette is something like tranquilizer to me.
For a little while , I calm down.
Cigarette is something like tear-killer to me.
For a little while , I stop crying.
Never addicted to it.