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Rohypnol

They call it Rohypnol, It keeps your body static, But snatches your soul, You're dead but alive, Sleepy but awake, Is it real or a fake? You don't know, Until you're awake And find that, You have been taken At stake, Eaten away a la carte as a steak, Rohypnol, Rohypnol, Used to hypnotise body and soul, The younger feels a frail, Shaky then lead to a fall It aims at beauty victims At fresh spring lambs, With a look and a fashion With a hook, and a hill, That ceases instantly, To feel, And begins To faint and kneel Rohypnol, Rohypnol, It has an impact and a role Beware and careful of What you sip, And drink and what you dip, Do not be foolish and don't be fool! They call it Rohypnol

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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