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Hey, kid
You look much cooler on these drugs
Fight, kid
Some motherfucker wants your blood
Your blood
And I'm not scared, I know this type of shit
They want blood but they hate the taste of it
And I'm young so everything's alright
Cause I'm alive
But I'll kill myself
When my worlds are coming down
White noise
