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[Hook] (x2)
Candy against grief
Bubblegum and Fanta
Popcorn against panic
Gummy bears instead of ganja
[Part 1]
Haribo for life, I don't give a damn about the other guy's junk
Sweets are my drugs and Tanke is my temple
One swallows like a hole, the other one snifts extremely
I, on the other hand, have a whole lot different problem
Against depression and against bad times
The only thing that helps me is to bite on a bit of bone
My dealer around the corner sells me pure stuff
Man, I am on Turkey, my hands are getting clammy
[Hook] (x2)
[Part 2]
My eyes are flickering, I can't concentrate anymore
I'm starting to sweat, I'm starting to freeze
Sometimes I freak out at parties
Then I run into the kitchen and grab the bowl of Smarties
The drinker sits in some corner in bars
I brighten up my life with licorice snails
I push myself up with Mamba, the stuff is inhaled
Being clean sucks, I've tried everything
[Hook] ( x2)
[Outro]
And if I have diabetes
Then I just inject insulin
That's a good way to live
I'll never get clean
And if my teeth fall apart, then I'll stop
An appointment
I could live differently.. ah
Discipline