Why do you play with fire and run towards disaster
your head is filled with drugs rid of all
realizations
It slows time to a dimension you're flying
through your brainspace
you've created a land of milk and honey where
everything seems to be funny
You forget drugs' danger your life lost every
kind of value
you fall into a hole but no one is there to help
you
You're a f**king fool with drugs you are a tool
you're lying with your stinking breath sorry you
are near to death
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