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Much to much speed
too much weed
again i feel weak
until the end of the week
where´s my fear?
it isn´t here
all my dreams
where did they vanish?
there´s nothing i feel
i´m wrapped around a turning reel
there are no more needs
all around me creeps
do i feel sick?
do i need another trip?
there´s something in my nose (psychic terror)
i guess i´m overdosed (systemerror), yeah