Dangerous, Murderous.

Light up my cigarette,
watch it burn in the dark,
this night that drowns everything.
Only the smoke and your voice,
Which is most lethal, I can't decide,
for sure I will die,
but which will get me first, I can't decide..

Bad influences, 
fluent in languages unknown,
So enticing it's beyond me,
keeping my distance, I must blow you away.
A simple breath laced with poison,
this diversion has never done me good..

Nighttime adventures on streets strange,
from whence we came and where we went,
I've seemed to be able to forget,
but nightmares are crooks to remind you again.
I've been rolling rocks uphill,
I've been filling empty wells,
I've been wanting to blow smoke in your face.

You're not chasing me
and yet I'm running all the same.
Looks sent from over my shoulder,
the land is as barren there as in front.
But hey, you could come and have a seat,
I could share a word or two,
I could give you the time of day,
and then leave you gasping.

The sun is high, burning the skies,
and yet I reckon you still think it's night.
It's so cold it'd be impossible to burn,
but I'd love to, I'd die to see you try..
To light up my cigarette,
watch it burn, look straight in my eyes.
I dare say, it left a better taste.
And after I'm done, you may follow the trail of blood.