| One, two, and be healthy, novice drug addict,
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| Decided to take this path?
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| Then stick out your ears better, listen better
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| Recipe for weight loss, how to make yourself feel much worse through well.
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| Understand, moron, how to find the way to the kingdom of needles:
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| Instantly blow into the planchester, like a winchester in the throat,
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| Don't skid; |
| smoke more often, this is only stage number one,
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| And then it will be sweeter. |
| You believe me!
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| When six months pass, then you, moron, will catch up,
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| That even the Chui grass will no longer catch you.
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| So it's time, the plan is pushing heroin out
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| And for you, moron, stage number one is over.
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| Stage number two: stop talking,
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| Grab the lava, cretin, run to the huckster.
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| What I teach you, you will not find in more than one book.
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| Be careful, look around
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| Hide the check so as not to get caught by garbage.
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| Then go to the pharmacy, harness the dope away,
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| Here you bought pills, but that was before.
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| Now you are their customer forever, forever!
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| The super hot item button accordion will never disappear here.
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| Cling the insulin one - the string is thinner on it,
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| Then believe it is pale, but there will be less on the veins.
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| More rash in a spoon: body powder in half,
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| If it suddenly doesn't stick, beat your huckster to death.
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| Choose ten points, drop them into a spoon,
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| Crush the stones with a piston, warm it up a little.
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| Throw a solution, cotton wool, choose what is left,
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| Now you have little left to feel the buzz.
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| Accuracy is the favor of kings, that's understandable
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| But when there is control on the first try -
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| It's doubly nice. |
| Gently drive into the vein
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| Solution with control, pull the skin with your finger,
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| Pull out the button accordion, are you satisfied? |
| Light up a cigarette
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| You are already inserting: the skin of the eyelids, the shrunken eye,
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| How smoothly it closes. |
| Run your finger over your face
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| Take off the scabies. |
| Buy a mineral water in the tent, moisten her throat.
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| End of step two. |
| Heroin is now the cure for you.
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| You don't remember yourself without him, you're like a bird without a wing.
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| Life has become pain, the body aches with dirty blood.
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| You are no longer a person, you are a product of the system!
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| No exit. |
| There is no solution to the problem, you are just
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| A pathetic link in someone's scheme.
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| A miserable piece of flesh without love, hope, faith.
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| Sunken eyes, invisible veins.
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| Invisible veins, ah, invisible veins;
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| anti-drug front; |
| think with your head;
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| anti-drug front; |
| think with your head.
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| Kill the huckster |