In the Web
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In the Web
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Taste - the muscle of our pipe.
Breathe - you are one of our kind.
Eat - and swallow these lies,
and die ! like a fly in the web.
Laugh - with your smokefilled lungs.
Inject - sing the fool`s song.
Fade - like a spring flower.
Numb - can`t you remember me?
After a while you won`t smile You are in the web.
Lunatic tricks, all for fix You are in the web.
Colourfull dreams, rot`s like cream You are in the web.
Fucked up inside, lost your pride You´re dead !
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