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Five Year Plan - D.R.I.

You're tied down you're locked up

You've got no way out

You're broke down you're fed up

Your lungs start to shout

You're wincing convulsing

You're aching with pain

Gasping for breath and you're feeling insane

Hole after hole

Just proving your point

Point after point

Just digging you hole

Slow digging with a spoon

Hooked

You're hooked on a ** that's controlling your mind

Hocking your soul for that measly last dime

You're dragged off and thrown in your own padded cell

You've reached end of rope at bottom of well

Hooked

Yellow-black arm-hole of eager junk acceptance

Thin steel prick cums in your arm

I see you fall over and over again

Hanging onto nothing you thought was a friend

You're tied down you're locked up

You've got no way out

You're broke down you're fed up

Your lungs start to shout

You're wincing convulsing

You're aching with pain

Gasping for breath and you're feeling insane

Hooked

Hole after hole

Just proving your point

Point after point

Just digging you hole

Slow digging with a spoon

Hooked

You're hooked on a ** that's controlling your mind

Hocking your soul for that measly last dime

You're dragged off and thrown in your own padded cell

Hooked

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