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Fill your body with junk and filth, then cure it
with expensive pills,

abcesses impossible to be released,

infected inside, pale face to hide.

Your health is a disaster, narcotics make your
heart beats faster.

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 can.

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