They say "it all gets better"
But why does my heart still hurt
So bad still
So bad
Let's just die together
Let's make all of our heads hurt
But we're used to the pain, oh
Smoking for the aesthetic
Pray to god I'll go to heaven
Nobody telling me to stop
Smoking just to past the time
Don't got a thing on my mind
Smoking for the aesthetic
Woke up feeling woozy
Tried to numb anything
I tried, oh
Smoking for the aesthetic
Pray to god I'll go to heaven
Nobody tell me to stop
Smoking just to past the time
Don't got a thing on my mind
Smoking for the aesthetic
For the aesthetic, oh
Smoking for the aesthetic
Pray to god I'll go to heaven
Nobody tell me to stop
Smoking just to past the time
Don't got a thing on my mind
Smoking for the aesthetic
For the aesthetic
The aesthetic
