Cease Fire

[Verse 1] Packet of fags and a dirty magazine Staring, no expression, at the television screen Sitting on your armchair rolling up a cigarette Thinking 'bout what you'd have done and what you could have been Sick from the nicotine coursing my veins By mealtime come, I'm losing my brains [Chorus] You, cease fire You, cease fire Do it now You, cease fire You, cease fire Come on, kick it down [Verse 2] Break your habit, gotta break the chain Douse the fire, I'll put out the flame Across the desert lies a promised land You and your fame walk hand in hand Write your name with a stick in the dirt Let the smokescreen come and cover the words up [Chorus] You, cease fire You, cease fire Do it now You, cease fire Yeah, you, cease fire Come on, kick it down