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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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