| Take me lead and follow me to a special place
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| Heaven could not compare to this
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| Sorrowless, all that was lost is found again
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| The easy way, pharmaceutical bliss
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| Mind control for the masses
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| All humankind, self diagnosing their lives
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| Medicating all singular thought
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| Lead to believe there’s a mental disorder you’ve caught
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| So you man up and admit your guilt
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| Addiction is nothing more than this
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| Sorrowful, all that was found is lost again
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| Withdrawal, now where’s your bliss?
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| Slavery for the asses
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| All humankind — self medicating their minds
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| Individual thought is now dead
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| Not a single cell exists in your shell of a head
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| Dependency, that bitter little pill
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| But why argue with fate
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| Despondency, your resolve is killed
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| You become the person that you most hate
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| Thoughts dim, process slows
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| Your craving for sedation grows
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| Brain numb, feeling no pain
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| Bu still can’t kick the shame
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| Loved ones have left yo now
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| You start to wonder how
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| What has become of me
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| My own worst enemy
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| Dependency, that bitter little pill
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| But why argue with fate
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| Despondency, your resolve is killed
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| You become the person that you most hate |