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Tytuł: Blackjack guillotine

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Blackjack guillotine
   Razor sharp
  
   Always clean
   Gotta lie
   Very wide
   Once inside she knows what to do
   She knows what to do
  
   Skin tight
  
   China white
   Just another neon life
   In the vein
   Leaves a stain
   All the time you know that it's true
   You know that its true
  
   So tell me what you had in store
   It doesn't matter anymore
   It never did, it never will
   But I'll be out there waiting still
  
   You're moving fast but leaving tracks
   A compromise to your attacks
   There comes a time you want to take it back
   Back
  
   Back
  
   Back
   But can't think of nothing I
   Can't think of nothing I
   Can't think of nothing I
   Lack
  
   Junkie
  
   Credit card
   Gotta vein
   Goes for yards
   Hypnotised
   You decide
   Every neuron's changing its view
   Changing its view
  
   Gentlemen
  
   Summarize
   Every lie
   Well disguised
   Don't forget
  
   Neuron death
   In the mind awaiting its cue
   Awaiting its cue
  
   And so we found it very mod
   The worshiping of lesser gods
   And lie they do
   For lie they must
   For they know it's the lie we trust
  
   And so we're out there laying tracks
   Wherever there's a vein to pack
   There comes a time you want to take it back
   Back
   Back
   Back
   Back
   But I can't think of nothing
   I can't think of nothing
   I can't think of nothing
   I lack
  
   The sailor asked how so young a man
   Could have fallen into such a trap
   And the ocean said the first time was with a friend
   Who now can't take it back
  
   It was a friendly gesture
   As they all claim at the time
   When that friend or kindly stranger
   Free of charge gave him his first line
  
   To harm this boy they're sure to say
   Was never our intent
   And we were as shocked as anyone
   With just how far he went
  
   He never thought it dangerous
   As he stuck it in his vein
   That a needle that had seemed so short
  
   Could reach straight into his brain
  
   It was upon this very beach
   That his first line was tried
   And who'd have thought way back then
   That here is where he'd die
  
   If these words seem repetitious
   And the subject beaten dead
   The reason that I still say it
   Is it still needs to be said