It pulls you in deep Down under your skin Before you step back No time, no release, No time Focus the want, will not fail Force breed the need Tempting Induce, Indulge yourself, all is lost In this addiction, too much too soon I want more and more and more Plethora, I want more Drown your sorrows in a drunken haze Cirrhosis Smoke this and set your mind ablaze Sensory apocalypse Sacrifice for the dust, the blow Stab me in the back for fifty fucking dollars. Locked, syncopated motion Dead in movement A strung up example Rising tides brings descending damage What makes you do those things you do? Internal voices, subliminal impulse, reaction Induce In the moment of pure panic You reap what you sewn In the moment of pure panic You reap what you sewn Induce, Indulge yourself
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