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The Placebo Affect Pt 1
Dispicable me Need I not say Just learn to play the game Hit one out of the park Now living in the 18th century in the dark Being forced to use your imagination again Do you wish for quality or quanity? Nothings cured... It can only be managed So you go to your legal drug dealer Sign your name on blank paper in blood Now call it even All drugs legal or not are corupting your very soul No stopping the enevitable No dealer has safety as a main priority Its just a frustrating vicous cycle Oh, at least your laundries done While coming undone Do up the buttons But nothing matches You begin to lose sense of reality Your surroundings are just a fuzzy glare Pumped full of enough pills to knock out an elephant Attempting to reases your enviroment While other beings are playing toss with your brain You can feel your brain going on short circut wires An electrical storm is ragging in your mind In hopes to find the ancient relm of a lost civilization But there hidden in the many layers (of skin) Just watch out before someone pulls the pin from this deadly granade In hopes of winning this war But there's no horizen Your minds still playing tricks on you
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