The Pain of Drugs
If you want to hurt
Those who really care
Shoot up on some heroine
That will make them scared
If you want to haunt them
With what you've become
Do a line of cocaine
Forget all that they've done
If you're lucky, drugs will kill you
But torture all of your friends
The ghost of what drugs did to you
Will torment them to the end
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