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I wish I could make you as happy as XTC
But my company is a downer called weed
I wish I could procure you the love drug and you would get addicted to me
But I'm the worst trip around here, I only grant you paranoia and tears
 
I wish I could make you as energetic as speed
But my mind, my thoughts and my music just put you to sleep
I'm a natural drug without any THC
Not even the taste is good, and it just smells very smelly
 
I wish I could give you as much confidence as cocaine
But the only effect I could give you is infinite pain
You wouldn't feel like a queen with me, I would turn you into a slave
A slave full of malediction, crashing and smacking down your face
 
I wish I could give you an orgasm as warm as heroin
But I always inject you with my misery and spleen
I give you an overdose of sadness and melancholy
I cannot even offer you a moment of escapism out of your reality
 
I wish I could make you see colours as colourful as under the influence of LSD
But I only paint your mood into black even the night is brighter than my company
I turn the brightest star into a dead parasite