One, two, three


No more pain, cocaine in my brain

More tears, behind all my fears

One, two, three I'll fly away free

One spree, and then you will see

Stick a needle in my arm

This black tar will do no harm

Fires of hell are five alarm

Anything to take the pain away

The rush to numb, lies under my thumb

Taking mre pills, to silent my shrills

Just one more, my breath starts to slow

2 more, might kill me you know

But it's all a state of mind

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