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drugs = devil in a red dress

Once you taste me you will never stop 
Even with no money you will attend my shop 
You will come with cash and even your soul 
I'll sit back and watch you digging your hole
I laugh at the pain you cause to you're family 
I am drugs and this is me 
I'll rob you of mind I'll rob you of health 
I'll take all as you loose you're wealth 
So just be informed before mess 
I'm the devil in discuise and it's no red dress
Written by cheesa
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