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That lifestyle’s bringing you weakness 
It’s the reason you feel defeated 
Use that booze and beak less 
Or the downer is repeated 

Clarity brings peace of mind 
pollution caused by toxic lines 
carrying a release of bliss so fine 
downers haunt the end of night 

Now you find trouble coping 
taking drugs that leave minds broken 
tomorrow further down the slope when 
The cannabis is what you’re smoking 

The body can’t take it 
the mind is breaking 
and if it’s broken 
you won’t be coping 

Drugs are really a poison you take 
it sees your cells destroys and breaks
sending your brain a joy most fake 
Til the come down when you awake

It’s the damage and repair causing that feeling 
as your body craves the repair kit needed
vitamin, mineral and supplement seeking 
the hangover is your body weakened

It needs until the following weekend 
but that same day you put more beak in 
the brain thinks the body ain’t creaking 
as you pour that toxic in all evening 

Waking up with your inside warred 
supplies of good health need much more 
as organs work feeling floored 
up high under hood the brain is short 

Stress and strain to do the norm
You can’t physically or mentally perform 
and you can’t sit and stop the storm 
Your body ain’t hot so it operates warm 

This means you’re not thinking straight 
when you put your hand out and see it shake 
things like stress and depression it makes 
so stop that poison toxic intake 

It’s called a come down but it’s sabotage 
you pollute your lungs and your heart 
leave your brain cells oxygen starved 
Drugs don’t help they make life hard.

*beak - cocaine

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