Cocaine
I’m working for the Devil, I thought you might know
When I’m done with you physically, I will capture your soul
I’ll make love to you quickly, and then take it slow
Then I will become your entire life, you know
I give you that feeling of sensation in a rush
Then you well-being I will crush
You shall become dark and can’t explain
I’m surely taking over your body my name is cocaine
Oh! What a laugh get to see
All those ironic and wicked things you do for me
You buy, you smoke, you inhale, now you know why……
It’s me cocaine that’s taken over your life
Look at you all confused don’t know which way to go
It is driving the front seat of your soul
Every disastrous and evil thing you do can’t be explained
It is I Cocaine that’s laughing, watching you go insane
Even after all of this, you still can’t see
That I am the demon that’s controlling your wants and needs
And tomorrow things shall be worse and you can’t explain
Only knowing Christ will things change?
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