The pain is what will dwell within
kinda like when the drugs cry please let me in.
\Your inner soul says let me go
The drugs reply you have no control.
\The control you think,you thought you had
Face it baby you've got it bad.
\You've been in here for many months
So do it now for who can you trust.
\The drugs you took,the lines,the needles,
believe me now you will not need them.
\For he is your power,love,and soul
For you are the one with all the control.
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