Broken Cigarette Lyrics - Singles - The Sainte Catherines

All the same clothes all the same smiles 

A minimum wage 10 000 miles 

Faces on the ground fucking heavy bags 

No more money to drink the pain away 

My door is always open for a suffering friend 

It's all we have, it's why we laugh 

Hold my hand friend we're gonna find our way 

We don't have to work we don't have to pay 

Hangin' around with a broken friend and an empty pack 

Of cigarettes trying to find some “majorettes” 

Who could make us laugh until the end 

I'm looking in my past through the city streets 

Now Montreal is my town 

But i won't forget how it was home sweet home 

My family and my friends.. i won't ever forget 

Everything you did for me 

I'm searching for a goal but am i always wrong? 

Am i already in? i appreciate everything 

You make me feel so warm it's so important to me 

I am so afraid of loosing everything 

Hangin' around with a broken friend and an empty pack 

Of cigarettes trying to find some “majorettes” 

Who could make us laugh until the end 

Hold my hand friend we're gonna find our way 

We don't have to work we don't have to pay 

lets'go