[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out

Can’t get down were too high right now

Through your eyes I can see the sounds

Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

[Verse 1]

Considering that we’re not immortal

We don’t think when we smoke our lungs into the portal

Or when we sink what’s on our minds deep in the bottle

Death watches from a distance just looking cordial

Rare how you don’t care bout all the snapchat filters

Maybe the reason’s that you use real ones

Like cops killing kids in the States use real guns

I guess either way it makes you feel numb

Claim you’re not addicted

Chain smoking every weekend

Your superhuman and this is you’re only weakness

Father time’s ticking and you daughter are in the deep end

Anxious and always been having trouble sleeping

I passively hate it actively care bout you

Take it away but I wouldn’t breathe air without you

You roll some and I pour one

Cali Orange and Vodka shit that’s a good mix

I’d describe it like a kick with a good twist

Still nothing compared to you you’re good hit

But I find that I regret when we do shit

I wake up next to you feeling stupid

[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out

Can’t get down were too high right now

Through your eyes I can see the sounds

Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

[Verse 2]

Lost in our cycles

Get mad when you’re running low like its my fault

Manipulate your way into my vault

Go to a party that we gotta to be high for

Looking back like I never planned this

To be a part of a world filled with antics

All the while doing undoable damage

Take a drag like I don’t understand it

To suppress the thoughts I don’t wanna deal with

See you’re good company to chill with

But I think that I need someone to heal with

Always numb so you’re no one to feel with

2am is my favourite time

Apart from this you’re my favourite high

A functioning addict

And a low-key romantic

When in your electric field I turn to static

On one of those nights when we were playing like rabbits

I thought we could last forever without your habit

Shit is confusing

You’re my vice and I would hate to lose this

[Chorus]

Smoke in my lungs till the fun runs out

Can’t get down were too high right now

Through your eyes I can see the sounds

Through your heart I can feel the ground

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs

Black lungs, black lungs