The high was the answer
A quick and easy solution
As I watched my world unravel
Complete dissolution
Combine all the monsters
Multiplied by those deceased
And you've got the beginning
Of the recipe which brews the beast
By the time you see the truth
It's actually a sickness
He already got you
Got you with the quickness
Add a cup of tears
And the hate, it brews faster
In this recipe of failure
This recipe for disaster
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