Losing control of your mind
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Is the same story every night
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Your body demands its dose
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A dose paid by your work
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All your money is transformed
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In junks , alcohol and drugs
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But you need so fucking more
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Cuz'you are ruined to the core
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Chorus :
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Selling your body and brain
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Stealing to your best friends
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You're a slave of this shit
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A puppet in a circle of decay
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Now your friends have gone
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Leaving you alone and poor
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This that begun like a game
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Is now the controller of your pain
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Ruined
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| Poema Arcanus |
