A Kiss To Satan

Drugs and alcohol are vices they’re bad
And knowing an addicted user is sad
He’ll be with you in case he needs
These items of Satan his stupid weeds

We never knew how it started
but we know how it’ll end
That these items were bad
Satan kiss them in their forehead
It’s hard to see them lose their mind
But it’s their choice to use their own kind
They’ll steal, they’ll kill just for a piece
don’t even know or don’t mind what’s love and peace

I asked God for their forgiveness cause they are not in their mind
Addiction has control them and turned them into blind
We never knew how it happened
we just see how it ends

For someones’ life has ended or beginning to bend
We know how THE BEATLES sang MARY JANE
We didn’t know how it happened,
we just know they have become insane.

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