Текст песни
Time has come, you are so sick
All of your requests are the same
You want to do your shameful trick
Dead sticks have inscription with your name
Time has come, You are so sick
All that you want is a fag
You need to work, You're lazy freak
These things can't be brought back
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
No more, no more
(No more cigarette for you)
Your voice is like a bad song
Still playing in my head
I always waiting for your death
Fucking friend, I'll be so glad
From me you’ve got a rotten score
No money, No matter, No more
No money, No matter, No more
Please stop this, you're wrong
Please stop this, you're wrong
This question brings me to stroke
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
(For you, For you)
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
For you, for you, for you, for you
For you, for you
For you, for you, for you, for you
For you, for you
time has gone, and i'm waiting
when smoke pistol will shoot my chest
When we'll meet again in the hell
And I say, how much money did I spend
No more cigarette for you
No more cigarette for you
No more for you
(No more cigarette for you)
The next will be for someone new
