Having taken drugs, what have you made of you,
You yourself, my love,
Having taken drugs?
Wine, hemlock, opium,
What have you made of you,
You yourself,
Lying poor and destitute?
Is this the love, is this the love
I expected, expected from you,
From you, my love,
You falling and falling
And I making you stand?
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