Slowly but surely this stash is running out and thats when your gonna see what this shit is really about. Those blue numbers just dont do the fucking trick, fuck me running does heroin addiction not stink. Its as if theres no escape from this whore you love so dearly wth all your heart, fuck you never expected this the day you did start. Then it was still a bit of fun, sorta like your weekly away from life run. Now its become more than just a chace of wind and air - its really the only motherfucking thing that you about in your life care...
So fucking wasted and just to run around after your next fucking hit, rain or fucking shine you have to go and get that shit. Anything you can see as valueable you WILL fucking sell, and in the pawnshop in your pale face the owner the desperation can tell. How the fuck do you get away from a whole fucking wasted lifetime of dishonesty and sin, fuuuck my man! Where the fuck do you begin. I suppose 3 days off the gear is reall a good start, but really all you need the do is follow the wants in your heart...
'Don't be afraid to be weak. Don't be too proud to be strong. Just look into your heart my friend That will be the return to yourself The return to innocence. If you want, then start to laugh If you must, then start to cry Be yourself don't hide Just believe in destiny! Don't care what people say Just follow your own way Don't give up and use the chance To return to innocence. That's not the beginning of the end. That's the return to yourself. The return to innocence'
Enigma - The Return to Innocence
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