10 MINUTES

just 10 minutes..
thats all im askin for..
just 10 minutes..
10 minutes for myself..

just give me 10 minutes
all i need is 10 minutes to be alone
10 minutes to relax my mind
10 minutes to smoke this bone
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette down to the butt
10 minutes to feel the effects
of the nicotine rushin through my blood
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette in peace
and just forget about the world outside
10 minutes is all i need
all i need is 10 minutes
10 minutes to regain control
and with my cigarette in hand
in 10 minutes ill gain it back pull by pull

somedays i sit at home all by myself
starin at the 4 corners and walls of my cell
with no human contact at all, yet i never felt
more at home than in the halls of this hell
i just sit back, relax, and think of better days
cigarette in hand givin me the comfort that people never say
tellin me that in just 10 minutes everything will be ok
as i sit back and watch the smoke as it bleeds away
sometimes its like my cigarette is attached to me
and as the bone burns away so is the pain that is attracted to me
like once i pick it up it takes everything and packs it into 2 inches of pain
and just as it was crushin me to the ground before, 10 minutes later i can do the same
but as i begin to sit back and try to relax
someone inturrupts my mind state and the pain is back
i wonder if ill ever get to smoke a cigarette in peace
i wonder if ill ever get the 10 measly minutes i need

just give me 10 minutes
all i need is 10 minutes to be alone
10 minutes to relax my mind
10 minutes to smoke this bone
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette down to the butt
10 minutes to feel the effects
of the nicotine rushin through my blood
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette in peace
and just forget about the world outside
10 minutes is all i need
all i need is 10 minutes
10 minutes to regain control
and with my cigarette in hand
in 10 minutes ill gain it back pull by pull

somedays i just dont wanna be bothered
somedays i cant help but to miss my father
somedays i wonder y he doesnt call
somedays i wonder if maybe its my fault
somedays i wonder if s**t could get much harder
cus it seems like my goal of happiness couldnt get much farther
so i pick up another cigarette and as im smokin happiness seems to get closer
got me wonderin if maybe i should become a chain smoker
but how could this be, cigarettes are suppose to be hinderin
and as i take it out my mouth and look at the evil that im fingerin
i notice that the smoke that escapes through the flames of the top
is reachin to the sky to be with god and if it wasnt for the ceilin it wouldnt stop
and that got me thinkin that this cigarette is just like me
the paper is my pain and my soul is the nicotine
and as the pain burns away then the soul is released
risin to the sky to be with god for eternity
so i pick up the box and it reads marlboro menthol lights
and i think to myself, all this time ive been lookin for somethin to brighten up my life
and here it is in green letters in the pocket of my jeans
got me wonderin what all these coincidences mean
but whether or not its a sign of divinity
just give me 10 minutes no matter the reasonin

just give me 10 minutes
all i need is 10 minutes to be alone
10 minutes to relax my mind
10 minutes to smoke this bone
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette down to the butt
10 minutes to feel the effects
of the nicotine rushin through my blood
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette in peace
and just forget about the world outside
10 minutes is all i need
all i need is 10 minutes
10 minutes to regain control
and with my cigarette in hand
in 10 minutes ill gain it back pull by pull

somedays i wonder if things wouldve been better
if i had just told her how i felt since the day that i met her
maybe things right now wouldnt seem so dark and bleek
maybe i wouldnt feel like im missin a major part of me
ive been down dismayed and depressed since the day we departed
its proly the reason this evil habit of mine started
i just needed somethin to settle me down
and keep a calm, cool, and collected expression on my face instead of a frown
but as my boys and i keep havin our conceptual discussions
i cant help but to think about the habitual repercussions
like what if in time im never able to play ball again
that would hurt me so bad especially since i know its my own fault i cant
but at the same time i cant quit because its so damn addictin
despite all the damage i know its inflictin
but at the same time i really dont care
i just want 10 minutes alone so i dont have to deal with ur judgemental stares

just give me 10 minutes
all i need is 10 minutes to be alone
10 minutes to relax my mind
10 minutes to smoke this bone
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette down to the butt
10 minutes to feel the effects
of the nicotine rushin through my blood
just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this cigarette in peace
and just forget about the world outside
10 minutes is all i need
all i need is 10 minutes
10 minutes to regain control
and with my cigarette in hand
in 10 minutes ill gain it back pull by pull

just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes alone
10 minutes to smoke this bone

just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke this butt
and feel the nicotine rushin through my blood

just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to smoke in peace
to get the nicotine fix i need

just give me 10 minutes
10 minutes to regain control
and in 10 minutes ill gain it back pull by pull

Reviews

[Jayne Disdaine]

Great flow. I like the bounce... I had beats in my head in the background as I was reading. I can relate too much to the subject matter. I especially loved the question of whether cigarettes are symbolic of the relationship between humanity and divinity... and its as valid a pondering as any other religious philosophy. There is sadness and reflection and underlying stress that seems pretty major but a little joviality and cheekiness nonetheless. Very cool.