Aim For A Smile-Slowblow

I've seen death as it sneaked up behind you Patiently taking its aim As it aimed for the spark in your eyes Resistance from here looked so lame What used to scare me is not worth one thought As i cling to the memory of Pitch black coffee and cigarette used While i aimed for a smile on your face I tried to sit straight up the side of your bed And pour my thoughts straight down the drain When it pours i'd much rather get wet Than to shelter my thoughts from the rain While i chill my guitar to your amplified breath And hum away thoughts of your death All i got left is one awkward embrace My last aim for a smile on your face