Such A POWERFUL HAND (Say No to drugs)
We venture into the midnight moon
carelessly transporting from room to room
ripping through the scene like mindless goons
our gaiety goes higher as the music goes louder boom boOM BOOM
We move at Mercury Speed
then we STOP, to a normally unnoticeable chamber we heed
where the people's face are so gone and dazed we could read
I step into the joint and I make a point of the ominous atmosphere
I want to leave but my "friends" interfere
We sit and I try to chill
but then I see it, the plate of steel
on it the white powder... I wish it were sugar but that is not the deal
the powder is on the table
I want to run but I am unable to enable myself
OH NO, the powder has reached out its hand and grabbed my friends' by the face
and around their nose it leaves a trace
the powder uses its hand to grab them again... back into the deadly sin
SUCH A POWERFUL HAND
The hand sees me so I stand
It has reached out to me now it has a hold of me... THIS WAS NOT THE PLAN
I must escape, I know I can
I dig deep into myself for the strength then I BREAK AWAY
it is time to leave no reason to stay
My thrill has gone downhill and I evacuate like it was a fire drill.
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