Let's follow the tracks to a world of pain
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Where total madness enters the veins
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As the arm extends the needle goes pop
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It's self suicide ant it can't be stopped
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A bundle a day a Ben Franklin binge
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Those who sold their soul live by the syringe
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Always on the hunt looking for a fix
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Hate to be the one caught up in the mix
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Begging like a fool fiending to be saved
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They made their bed in wich they must lay
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No excuses, no excuse! 2x
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Glorified, all that was not pure
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Horrified, as death was the cure 2x
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Let's follow the tracks infested with scars
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A deadly path where most die hard
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Taking a chance injecting love
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It's the only thing that gives back hugs
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No self respect the head it nods
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Praising a high just like a god
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They eyes are pinned the nevers get tamed
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Now the poison settles it's claim
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As the body aches the blood it curls
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In the darknees blaming the world
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No excuses, no excuse! 2x
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Shooting for the heavens
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Only to find hell's gate
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The skin's been broken
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Now its to late 2x
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Follow The Tracks
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| Fury Of Five |
