| The dealer said I looked sad and bored
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| And I should taste of his novel drug
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| He gave me a small free sample then
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| And I blew up the powder in my veins
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| There’s no way back, there’s no way out
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| I’ve got to hear these voices shout
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| Passers-by frown, but I piss on that
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| My face distorts to a masquerade
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| There’s no way back, there’s no way out
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| I’ve got to hear piercing voices shout…
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| Drug shock, I have to bleed
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| Drug shock, I can’t escape
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| Drug shock, it’s getting me down
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| Drug shock, ain’t good for you
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| Drug shock, what can I do
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| Drug shock, it’s fagging me out
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| The glassy stare’s fading in my eyes
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| But I never could get rid of the vice
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| There’s no way back, I can’t break out
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| I’ve got to hear piercing voices shout |