Illegal
drugs kill
Don't
touch the stuff
It
will not bring happiness
It
will bring emptiness
Once
it takes hold
The
souls will be gone
They
will hide and steal
The
drug pushers will smile
Illegal
drugs take souls
The
years on it will kill
Many
have died too young
Living
in a dreamy world
Don't
always say
The
habit can be kicked out
Walk
the street at night
There
will be the empty souls
Don't
take illegal drugs
It
will bring no where to anybody
It
is living in sadness and misery
Only
death seems to ease pain
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