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SMALL PRINT
You once had the globe by the ass
But very quickly you ran out of gas
A gram every hour to stay alive
Hang on tight you’re in a nose dive
Life was perfect with your first hit
Now you’re a loser your life’s worth shit
The world knows you are a living lie
Caught in a drug web waiting to die
Crave a few seconds of chemical peace
You get only minutes you signed your lease
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