| Shuddering night, empty streets, a cat cries
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| A darking dog, one little girl
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| On her way to eternity
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| In her hand, are plastic bag, one cigarette
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| To cam down, a sad face
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| Lost her friends, her hopefulness
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| Eyes full of tears, but have no fear, no hope
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| Senceless life, no escape
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| Only white powder, which could help
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| Arteries are craving, head is exploding
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| Thoughts are running, hands are shivring
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| Nevres is gi crazy, stomach is vibration
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| A gloomy station, one toilet room
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| Ugly smell, dirty walls
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| Drunken man, horrible sluts
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| Hey, little girl, go away!
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| A candle is burning, to cook the stuff
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| The spoon is filled, with deadly fluid
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| Synnge is fixed, to shoot inside
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| In her young flesh
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| The neal forces, one’s way
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| The poison spreads in blood
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| Runs from body in head
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| Pain ache let you suffer
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| Drug creates a horror trip
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| You see disturbing visions
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| You go out of your mind
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| Shuddering night, empty streets, a cat cries
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| A barking dog, one little girl
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| On her way to eternity
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| On the ground, this little girl, one syringe
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| Full of smut, cold body
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| Lost all love, in her world
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| You wanted, to stop it, forget it
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| It should be, you last time
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| You want to do, then to finish
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| Last temptation ends one life
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| But who cares? |
| But who cries? |