The Joy Of Being Addicted - Corporation 187



Spin my head

Cut my hands

I wash away my lunacy

In the dark of the midnight-sun

Is this mind-control?

Mind-control?



[ref.]

I decide to not give in

To not be a slave

Yet, still I am

I fail once again

How can I say no

To the joy of being addicted

So please let me go

I've lost all will to live



Breathe, sickness fills my lungs

Deal, sell my soul for guns



Overstate

To eliminate

I have the will to end this hell

But the balance can not be done

Is this mind-control?

Mind-control?



I decide to not give in

To not be a slave

Yet, still I am

I fail once again

How can I say no

To the joy of being addicted

So please let me go

I've lost all will to live



Breathe, sickness fills my lungs

Deal, sell my soul for guns



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