This is the price of ignorance
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into a world of drugs.
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So the beginning's always the same.
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I can't understand it.
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Trapped by the pleasure out in the streets.
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Now his life has arrived to its end.
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There¢¥s no excuse, for this sad death.
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There¢¥s no cure for this cruel death.
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But this child is just different,
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he moved to another town.
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For... rehabilitate himself.
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Three years later he back home,
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now he¢¥s just a normal man
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rehabilitated... desintoxicated.
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But the justice of this world
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I¢¥ll never understand it
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there¢¥s no reason to kill this man
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he doesn¢¥t deserve to die... of A.I.D.S.
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What this man feels can¢¥t explain it with words
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now for him life¢¥s only a remembrance
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so he only can stand up and shout.
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Cry, cry, cry,
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die, die, die,
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I¢¥ll see your face burning in your own hell, alive.
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No way out,
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no escape,
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think in this story that I¢¥ve told you
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or die, or die, as him.
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Nobody told you what to do!!!
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Years Later
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Deathless |