Why do you play with fire and run towards disaster your head is filled with drugs rid of all realizations It slows time to a dimension you're flying through your brainspace you've created a land of milk and honey where everything seems to be funny You forget drugs' danger your life lost every kind of value you fall into a hole but no one is there to help you You're a fucking fool with drugs you are a tool you're lying with your stinking breath sorry you are near to death
Writer(s): Jochen Donauer, Mathias Fickert
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