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Kai Tracid - bad shape
In every corner that I turn
No effort, nothing needs to be earned
And here´s my arm
Here´s my nose
Swallow it whole
It´s got control
So I struggle I fight
Dark forces in the moonlight
There´s no club for tonight
Go to school
Go to work
Every day´s a big perk
It´s peer pressure somehow
And every corner that I turn
It´s the happines that I yearn
Feed me now, lock me up in my room
And give me glue, give me ecstasy,
acid and mushrooms
Happy places that I go
Happy people that I know
Offer me to relax
Take a tic
Take a tac
Keeps me going now
Keeps me coming around
The destroyer
Consumes me and I can´t escape
Holding on
Letting go
I´m in bad shape
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