Fill your body with junk and filth, then cure it with
abcesses impossible to be released,
infected inside, pale face to hide.
Your health is a disaster, narcotics make your heart
The doctor you call master.
Cancer-clusters, grown into your system,
disease spreads like a fire.
My sweat is your medicine, my profit become your pills.
A leech feeding on the wrists of society's bliss.
Nicotine, caffeine and saturated fat, enjoy it while you
No matter how bad you live your pathetic life,
the state will pay all your bills.
A pill to make you numb, another to make you dumb.
Once you're down, you'll never make it up.
The threat above your head, finally you'll end up dead
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