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My Drug
I sit here and play
With a blade in my hand
Craving the blades work
On my skin
With all lifes demands
I just want a hit
From my little drug
The blade
With a blade in my hand
Craving the blades work
On my skin
With all lifes demands
I just want a hit
From my little drug
The blade
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