| Avarice around the world, in every town
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| You find these men, they sell you
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| The things you need
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| To be free, if you’re insecure
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| You take them, and think you’re free
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| But you’re not, it’s a halucination!
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| And afterwards, when the effect is gone
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| You will see it’s all the same!
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| Why do you think, that you need these things?
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| What is wrong with you? |
| Man, look at yourself
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| This shit slowly makes you daft
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| You live in the vacuum-world
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| Look into the future, is it really dark?
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| Don’t be afraid of what will come
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| You have to learn to be your own master
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| Now, you have to learn to escape the desaster
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| Go, take the stape — give a shit
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| About friends who won’t learn
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| Spit on it and let it be
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| You will feel much better, you’ll see
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| Don’t you feel that you’re important too?
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| That you have people who love and care about you
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| Come, take the hand that reachs out for you
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| Turn your back to the drug, and be yourself! |