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I can remember like it was yesterday,
paranoia and the fear,
that surely meth brought to my life.
These thoughts I hold so near!
Let this only be a note of which path I must follow.
For my head was full of plenty doubt,
my heart was drenched in sorrow..
The devil overtook my life,
and like a thief within the night..
Every hour, every minute.. "No, this can't be worth it.. Is it?"
I'd do a rail, I'd take a shot..
My eyes were black; My body hot.
I begged the cook for more and more,
and with his spell was meth galore!
I'd pick my head, I'd pick my sores..
I never let my body rest and now I know it was a test!
For God made sleep to heal the soul,
without, your life will take a toll.
Satan knows his time is near,
and only wins through hate and fear!
Do not look back, I say at last..
The devils playground is your past!