Quitters Don't Smoke - Blood Command

I’ve heard that cheap whine time after time

And how they spell their name

And how they play their game

They will paint the sky saying you are the crime

Dance to their pipe and you’ll turn out the same

Woah, woah, woah, woah

I’d lay tracks so you could follow the road to Rome

If you would let me

All we need is color to set the tone

Draw me the line, show me obscene

Give me the best drug the world’s ever seen

Playing with fire tastes much better when I’m on

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Straight fix, or high on paper

Got your name, mark, and number

They’ll singe you out

Toke, smoke, breathe, choke!

I’d lay tracks so you could follow the road to Rome

If you would let me

All we need is color to set the tone

Draw me the line, show me obscene

Give me the best drug the world’s ever seen

Playing with fire tastes much better when I’m on

Let’s go to war, sell me a dream

You are the best thing that I’ve ever seen

All of the others don’t know what that means

Hanged, drwn and quartered they should be for their sins