| Here I got it in my hands
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| The stuff wich creates dreams
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| So i smoke it, I consume it To get free, to feel well
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| I will be in sweet dreams
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| O will be stoned again
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| You feel it deep inside
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| Is it wrong, or is it wright?
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| All the things that you feel
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| Are not true are not real
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| Life is easy, life is carefree
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| Hallucinations! |
| Fuck reality, now I’m free
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| Doing what I want, only having fun
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| So I smoke it, I consume it To get free, to feel well
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| Life is easy, life is carefree
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| Hallucinations!
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| I’m lying over, I think clear
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| Being suspended, heaven is near
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| Or is it hell?
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| No one can stop me, this is my time
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| Ba careful guys, here comes me self-confident you will see
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| The drug inside me, gives me energy
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| Gives me power, let me win
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| No more failyres, the world is mine!
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| I will be in sweet dreams
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| All the things that you feel
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| Are not true are not real
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| Life is easy, life is carefree
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| Hallucinations! |