You constantly battle me, inside your mind- but you cannot remove me it's too late for that, it was you who let me inside. And now I plague your mind, I live there rent free, but that's not enough for me. I want your submission, I want you to kneel for me and my smoke, to give in. When will you realise that you're fighting a battle that has already been won, by me. I always win, and the fact that you're here with me right now waiting for me to light up this cork Cigarette in my new shiny Bikini screams I won. You will kneel, you will obey- you need my control.