Smoking
My name is Ash,
but why should you care.
All you do is f*ck up the air.
Pulling it in and breathing it out.
Turning your lungs yellow until they fall out.
It f*ck's up your life, and your body as well.
As you continue you'll die a painful death.
But! If you stop now you won't you die a painful death.
but in fact live a much better life.
What could happen tomorrow could happen today.
Causing you to die with everyone knowing why.
Take this warning and listen well.
Smoking is bad for you.
But! Who gives a hell.
but why should you care.
All you do is f*ck up the air.
Pulling it in and breathing it out.
Turning your lungs yellow until they fall out.
It f*ck's up your life, and your body as well.
As you continue you'll die a painful death.
But! If you stop now you won't you die a painful death.
but in fact live a much better life.
What could happen tomorrow could happen today.
Causing you to die with everyone knowing why.
Take this warning and listen well.
Smoking is bad for you.
But! Who gives a hell.
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