i meet a girl – she seems ok
she wants to show me all her friends
but what i can see – i known before
their red eyes – the same as my ma’s!
the invite me to drink and to take some pills
“you should smoke a pot of hash, too!”
i try to refuse but i wanna integrate
“don’t be a coward – just become our friend!”
“just become our friend!”
“then you feel like us!”
“without any sorrows!”
“without any restraint!”
i want to know these miracle drugs
i want to taste the feelings of them
beautiful things – in her mind
thousands of colors – wonderful sounds
give me some more!
this is your first step to your death!