Smoking Lessons - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I watch, you are drawing pictures in the condensation

Starstruck, I passive smoke your conversation

Wishing I could be her, it's a brutal education

On how I'm just not keeping up

So I smile less and make my voice a little lower

Obsessed with how to feel like a stoner

Under-achiever, getting with the club promoter

Do you think I'm cool enough?

I'm a little more wild but a lot less free

I'm a little more grey and a lot less green

I'm a little more you and a lot less me

Hey, you

I've been changing, faking, hand grenating my life

'Til it's breaking, faded, I've been trading

Everything that lights me up

For smoking lessons

Made it, clambered up the pile of bodies

Latest queen of all the carbon copies

Sat in the front seat of your Polo in the multistory

Still wishing I was someone else

I'm a little more wild but a lot less free

I'm a little more grey and a lot less green

I'm a little more you and a lot less me

Hey, you

I've been changing, faking, hand grenating my life

'Til it's breaking, faded, I've been trading

Everything that lights me up

For smoking lessons

I'm a little more vain and a lot less real

I'm a little more tough with a lot less feel

Now I'm kinda like her but it's not ideal

These smoking lessons