I have cut cigarette to absolute zero.
Using my equipment as if I'm a hunted criminal. Shadowy stairwells, dank toilets, hushed corridors, and behind every corner...
I am a soldier of the night. I vape when everyone sleeps. I puff when everyone dreams. I watch over your sleeping soul with Apple Custard vapour out of my nostrils..
I am one with the shadows. I am in league with the nocturne. I embrace discretion. I believe in redemption. There is nothing illegal in that I do, only because I do not believe it so. To me, it is true. But to me, it is right. Come what may.
It is tough, but I fight. It is dirty, but I slog. It is right, so I prevail.