Drugs of the night
Endless despair courses through my hollow veins
The hallways scream loneliness as I wallow in pain
The drugs of the night breathe, the drugs of the night breath
As it walks the earth people fall victim to the lure
Even a baby can lose all that was once pure
The drugs of the night breathe, the drugs of the night breath
Night is its daytime daytime is its nighttime
It preys on the weak for those who can spare a dime
The death of the mind makes it intrinsic
The death of the body makes it so sick
Stop and hear the music
Stop and hear it breathe
Stop and listen to your parents before you cease to breathe
The drugs of the night breathe, the drugs of the night breath
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