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(Typical strumming acoustic intro)
Put that pack o' cigarettes in it's hidin' spot...
Look over my shoulder, hopin' to God that I don't get caught.
Now, some say I'm addicted... others say I'm dumb (hold)
I've got just one life to live... and that's what I'm runnin' from

(Speeds up)
You can tell me how to live this life, but I'll just close my ears
Because I'm smart enough to handle all my aches and pains and fears
I saw myself living without trouble and addiction...
But I guess that image in my mind was an inaccurate depiction

Because what kills me later, wont right now
And if I don't do it I'll die anyhow,
And what makes me happy at this moment
Will make me a friendlier person, wont it?
So let me be and leave me broke,
Which reminds me... I need to buy more smokes...

So you can stare at me and judge every day
Because I don't really like you anyway,
Look down on me cuz I do somethin' you don't
When I look down at you for being what I wont...

Because if you hate me for who I am
Then I don't really give a damn
(slow down)
What I do... sickens you
But the way you be, grosses the HELL out of me (hold)--- [yes it's SUPPOSED to be corny... it's country-ish.]
#2
I think it's great! I'm a borderline country enthusiast, but it's the exact stuff I get drawn to.

My only critiques (and not big ones at that) would be:

But I guess that image in my mind was an inaccurate depiction


This line seems to drift slightly away from country simplicity. I could see a country boy's simple but dead-nutz on assessment as something closer to "But I guess that picture in my head...".

The use of the word "friendlier" in the 3rd verse was a little clumsy when I was reading it in a sing-song way. It's one of those words that gets slurred easily. Just a thought.

Because if you hate me for who I am
Then I don't really give a damn
(slow down)
What I do... sickens you
But the way you be, grosses the HELL out of me


I love this, especially that last line with the use of "you be". Cool.

The whole song has a cool feel to it, a very classic country feel. Stylistically, it feels like a George Strait or Alan Jackson groove. Nice work!

It's refreshing. At least you're not trying to win street cred with 14 year old wannabe satanists/cat torturers by celebrating a fantasy mutilation of Jesus in a death metal song.