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Addiction. The vicious circle you've chosen.
Bow down to the weakness.
Slave to your own brain, blinded by the habit, struggling for no gain.

Shutdown and lay yourself to sleep.
Prostitute for the need.
Building your own coffin and resign to the shit you're in.


Who's your God?
The needle to inject the smack?
Chemicals made to neglect.
The artist of a derelicted life.
Believe that numbness feels so bright.
Take one nose, open your ears.
I'll tell you who is your god.

Nothing!

Selling relatives is the order,
your kids will do fine in the child labour,
You're so dumb, you're so fucked,
in the need to get a base-bat-struck.

Day in day out the burden rises,
slipping from crisis to crisis.
Amphetamines won't make you quit,
pushing the knife into your wrists.

Dead! Already!
Dead! Already dead!

That's what you are...


There is nothing left to say as long as you're this way.

Stab the needle! Sniff the line! Hope to find yourself hiding somewhere inside!
Falling apart.

Fall!

Who's your God?
The needle to inject the smack?
Chemicals made to neglect.
The artist of a derelicted life.
Passenger of the sweet junk flight.
Take one nose, open your ears.
I'll tell you who is your god.

Nothing!

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