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I have only one [thing] on my mind,
5 grams of crack cocaine, to fly away
into the land of oblivion
In my head I have thoughts,
when will this state end,
When I will not be alone,
For White Eel* will come in. /x2

Oh for fucks sake, I'm coming down (coming down off of the high)
I'm not catching stars, im lying down like a log,
I can't believe it, what's happening
I'm screaming like a hungry chicken,
Like a werewolf to the moon,
In my brain holes like a road,
in front of your house im melting like chocolate bar,
that is laying on the table,
You're coming down if you aren't snorting
brother, it's making me pull faces,
In my head a shitshow like on the TV,
I'm not surprised by that state
No more coke, but in my mind I'm still snorting
I'll make it or i won't
I will sell everything at the house,
Actually I'm already in deep shit, everything had already been sold,
Oh for fuck's sake only debts,
A big nose like that of Tabaluga,
Day 2 without a hit,
Where is the snake? White Chemicals.
Fucking coming down is such a dread,
As if a locust would have bitten your dick.

I have only one [thing] on my mind,
5 grams of crack cocaine, to fly away
into the land of oblivion
In my head I have thoughts,
when will this state end,
When I will not be alone,
For White Eel will come in.

Chemical Party, i want to go skiing
but not to the alps but to my dealer.
Oh fuck I think I'll die,
if i don't get some up my nose,
I want to touch the stars so bad
but i can't cause I' coming down
a total mega fucking comedown,
yet I dream of a dragon's entance.
You've got money? Do I owe you as well?
So fuck it, today I'm not running anymore.
I want to get a kick like a panther
There is no taking debt at the dealer's.
Now not, for sure not,
I think the death is decomposing me.
I can't swallow, I'm having chills
For fuck's sake, how much longer
will this state go on?
I dreamed of a van of coke
and a gram of heroin just for the taste
i want to drive in a Cadillac,
I'm going through my friend's in my mind
but I'm debt to all of them
so the option of that is gone
since I'm cutting of like scissors.

I have only one [thing] on my mind,
5 grams of crack cocaine, to fly away
into the land of oblivion
In my head I have thoughts,
when will this state end,
When I will not be alone,
For White Eel will come in.

Shitshow like on discovery channel
I want to shoot out like from a gun
I want heroin and other fun stuff
I'm hearing an echo in my nose.
Have you got Gargamel's number?
maybe there's heroin in his pot?
I know I'm talking shit,
but i have nothing on my table
My pockets are fucking empty
I could use a 6 in lottery
or at least a 4
and i would fly like a swallow
like Maja the bee
and in my ear Kaja would sing
this is bullshit i can not believe,
I'm laying down like a dead animal
the fever is fucking rising
I'm scarred like a fakir's ass
Like a dirty slut
i lay down fucking burning up.
Hi Johnny i would like to get a bit
and then hop around like a rabbit in a field,
But comedown persists
I'm withering out like a torn weed.

I have only one [thing] on my mind,
5 grams of crack cocaine, to fly away
into the land of oblivion
In my head I have thoughts,
when will this state end,
When I will not be alone,
For White Eel will come in.

/*White eel = a line of cocaine