The Joy Of Being Addicted
Corporation 187
Spin my head Cut my hands I wash away my lunacy In the dark of the midnight-sun Is this mind-control? Mind-control? [ref.] I decide to not give in To not be a slave Yet, still I am I fail once again How can I say no To the joy of being addicted So please let me go I've lost all will to live Breathe, sickness fills my lungs Deal, sell my soul for guns Overstate To eliminate I have the will to end this hell But the balance can not be done Is this mind-control? Mind-control? I decide to not give in To not be a slave Yet, still I am I fail once again How can I say no To the joy of being addicted So please let me go I've lost all will to live Breathe, sickness fills my lungs Deal, sell my soul for gunsthrash
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