(Billy Bob Thornton/JD Andrew)
Hypnotic power, sparkling eyes in the middle of a frame
Light'em up, pass on by, leave'em all aflame
When the fire starts burning flesh it smells just like a game
Silence heals the wounded in the path of what's his name
Livin' in the pain watchin' his star wane
Stranded in a stain, smokin' in the rain
Never had to strain on the movin' train
Now he's looking down the drain and smokin'
Smokin' in the rain
Everybody has their dreams, most are never realized
Some reach their height, some get oversized
If the dreamer's only hope is being idolized
It leads to a past forever emphasized
Livin' in the pain stuck in the wrong lane
Clouds are pullin' his chain, smokin' in the rain
Life is pretty plain with no reason to be vain
Nothin' left to lose or gain
Just smokin'
Smokin' in the rain
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