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What you gonna do? |
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Time's caught up with you |
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Now you wait your turn, you know there's no return |
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Take your written rules, you join the other fools |
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Turn to something new, now it's killing you |
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First it was the bomb, |
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Vietnam napalm |
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Disillusioning, you push the needle in |
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From life you escape, reality's that way |
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Colours in your mind, satisfy in time |
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Oh you, you know you must be blind |
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To do something like this, |
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To take the sleep that you don't know |
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You're giving |
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Death a kiss |
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Oh little fool now |
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Your mind is full of pleasure, your body's looking ill |
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To you it's shallow leisure, so drop the acid pill |
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Don't stop to think now |
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You're having a good time baby, but that won't last |
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Your mind's all full of things, you're living too fast |
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Go out enjoy yourself, don't bottle it in |
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You need someone to help you stick the needle in, yeah |
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Now you know the scene, your skin starts turning green |
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Your eyes no longer see, life's reality |
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Push the needle in, face death's sickly grin |
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Holes are in your skin, caused by deadly pin |
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Head starts spinning round, you fall down to the ground |
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Feel your body heave, |
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Death's hands starts to weave |
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It's too late to turn, you don't want to learn |
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Price of life you cry, now you're gonna die! |