People try to diversify their lives with something extremely harmful for themselves.
Poppy products! It's not buns of cookies. Everybody knows what I meant to say. 
The devastation of clear thinking. Blunting of mind.
The end of existence that picks up speed.

Everything you were..!
Everything you are..!
Everything you won't..!
You are the reason of yourself [bad word] #33;

Overdose. It's meant to be killed by your silly desires.
 [bad word] to you like a soft cloud that takes you on the road in heaven.
Than it stops near the Mariana Trench, flips down and drops you into the abyss.
You try to avoid the inevitable, but all your efforts are futile.

No one, I said, No one, I said, No one
Can make us, [bad word] make us, [bad word] make us 
Or break us, [bad word] change things, or something else!
And we lay down and sleep in a poppy field!
Nothing, I said nothing, I said nothing
Is better than this better than this powder.
I can't live with out it in my veins, It makes me
Stronger, Smarter, Wilder!

We are standing on the edge
Of the deepest precipice
We breath our last inhale
We are standing on the edge
Of the deepest precipice
We breath our last inhale
We are standing on the edge
Of the deepest precipice
We breath our last inhale
We are standing on the edge
Of the deepest precipice
We breath our last inhale

Hey
Hold on
Just keep calm. Prepare. 
It's not fare, but who cares, how dare you are?

Heroine [x8]