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Now that Satan is your guide
He claims your drunken soul
Like Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde
You lose your self control

Not knowing right from wrong
Your head spinning round and round
Any minute now, it won't be long
Before you come unwound

Unconscious suicide
Your life is on the brink
Your body's mortified
But you just drink and drink

Getting soused is your way
It makes you scream and shout
Can't recall yesterday
And again, you blacked out

Alcohol's your weakness
It's all you ever crave
You're living death! In excess
Now you are its slave

The bottle takes you on a ride
You're reckless and you're brave
The truth can't be denied
It'll put you in your grave

In a state of unfitness
Your body starts to seize
A self-inflicted sickness
Fuckin' social disease

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