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 |