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YOU WANT TO SEE SOMETHING REALLY SCARY?
Relax...Turn your head away.
Ignore the eyes inside the syringe,
show me that pretty vein.
Relax...Count to three,and wince.
Everything will soon be clear,
after this subtle pinch.
Come back...Where is that lovely smile?
It creeps slowly upon your face,
that beautiful first time.
Come back...Blood flows sugar warm.
Step aside,enjoy yourself.
Who's next to be reborn?
One by one I watched him work.
Giving everyone their first.
Trying to find an ounce of worth,
in life.
One by one I watched them change.
I knew who would be back again.
The mark,the scar,the addict stain,
in mind.
The signs are slight,you read the eyes,
when that demon grabs hold,and sickens.
You want to see something really scary?
Watch the moment,one becomes addicted.
Ignore the eyes inside the syringe,
show me that pretty vein.
Relax...Count to three,and wince.
Everything will soon be clear,
after this subtle pinch.
Come back...Where is that lovely smile?
It creeps slowly upon your face,
that beautiful first time.
Come back...Blood flows sugar warm.
Step aside,enjoy yourself.
Who's next to be reborn?
One by one I watched him work.
Giving everyone their first.
Trying to find an ounce of worth,
in life.
One by one I watched them change.
I knew who would be back again.
The mark,the scar,the addict stain,
in mind.
The signs are slight,you read the eyes,
when that demon grabs hold,and sickens.
You want to see something really scary?
Watch the moment,one becomes addicted.
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