james arthur
smoke clouds
Look how farther than the father's Who go farther than they should To the point where we're surrounded by the scars Behind their hoods And who is gonna teach them wrong from right? Who's gonna tell them it's alright? Pass the cigarette Take these brain cells out my head Fill my lungs, drain my heart 'Cause this smoke cloud's giving me shelter And I feel much better And demons wave the white flags for me 'til my bones keep pleading to walk out From all of this fall out But there's no way that I could leave So I don't leave Turn the bitterness to sweet I need to find a new release So I'm trading blues for green Now I'm a simple man I don't even have a phone If I did I wouldn't pick it up I want to be alone I don't trust anyone in this one-track town If I walk by then my eyes fall down Who is gonna teach them wrong from right? Who's gonna tell them it's alright? Just pass the cigarette Take these brain cells out my head Fill my lungs, drain my heart 'Cause this smoke cloud's giving me shelter And I feel much better And demons wave the white flags for me 'til my bones keep pleading to walk out From all of this fall out But there's no way that I could leave So I don't leave Turn the bitterness to sweet I need to find a new release So I'm trading blues for green Oh I'm trading blues for green And demons wave the white flags for me 'til my bones keep pleading to walk out From all of this fall out So I'm trading blues for green