| The epidemic from a crystal lie
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| Puts you in super over drive
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| The methademic that is so hard to hide
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| Insanely staring with wide eyes
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| Hellucinating in a chemical Hell
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| Ain’t my idea of having fun
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| Synthetic overload you’re under its spell
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| Your super nightmare’s just begun
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| You try to stop, but it controls you
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| Your love affair with it won’t last
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| You’re on a suicidal ride of self-destruction
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| And in the end you’re gonna crash
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| You live too fast
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| You live too fast
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| You look just like a dead man alive
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| Losing the fight for survival
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| You sit and wait at Hell’s fiery gate
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| Waiting the Devil’s arrival
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| Ha-Ha-Ha
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| You live so fast you need more methademic crystal
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| You never sleep you just keep goin
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| Just push the trigger on your hypodermic pistol
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| Each time you’re dying without knowing
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| You live too fast
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| You live too fast
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| What’s the point it’s killing you without you even knowing
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| I can tell you’ve sold your soul and hell is where you’re going
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| Ha-ha-ha I’ll see you there
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| (Grazie a IlReDelNulla per questo testo) |