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Our Life's Whip
Pray, why are the youth so much into drugs nowadays See you the number of boys and girls so zealous to get high When to matters pertaining to daily living, they care nay Like enjoying a good story book or even savoring the blues of rainy days Why, does life be so tough Does it weigh heavy on us, this world's bluff I do admit that fallen beings we are That always, with ourselves, we keep leading a never ending war But then, are drugs the way out Pray, do drugs make us all strong and stout Why, do we get to feel so good about ourselves when high Do we get to accept it then, that this life, this world does be a lie That it matters not if we shall grow old, change and die That it matters not that we do pray to some power for which we have not any proof That it matters not if we shall never get to unravel the mysteries of the sky That it matters not if we do live as beings so blind and deaf Are drugs so powerful Or is life so dreadful Why, are we in a prison here A prison with rules we cannot adhere A prison to which we did not choose to live in But to which we did fall while being indulged in sin So that now, we do need drugs to escape Yes, we do need drugs to act as our ride's whip!
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