| You wake up and you feel like shit
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| Even your bloody vomit won’t make you quit
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| Sleepless nights and painful days
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| As you gathered: your sick habit slays
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| In your agenda there’s no room for hope
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| Your daily deeds are possessed by dope
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| Puppet of chemicals — you can’t choose your fate
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| Those who survived
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| As your friends will be betrayed
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| When you will stop breathing
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| No one will care
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| Don’t fucking worry
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| You will get your share!
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| Inner indulgence — beyond the veil
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| You’ll get your share — see you in hell
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| Some of best friends are six feet under
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| We choose our own bloody path
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| Why do you still wonder?
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| When you will stop breathing cause of your crystal meth
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| You better fuckin' worry, this will take your last breath
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| Don’t waste my time — get out of my way
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| No respect and no honor — for your deeds you will pay
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| In your agenda there’s no room for hope
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| Your daily deeds are possessed by dope
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| When you will stop breathing
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| No one will care
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| Don’t fucking worry
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| You will get your share!
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| Inner indulgence — beyond the veil
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| You’ll get your share — see you in hell
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| Inner indulgence
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| Get out of my way
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| Inner indulgence
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| For your deeds you will pay
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| Suffer in pain! |