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Could someone tell me who took away The light from my eyes I'm walking through my nightmare called life I don't care if it is day or night Don't have any plans for the future My future is dead I only need my needle, don't need no bread Deep in my head I know the butcher Druglord, you stole my soul Druglord, melted my brains Druglord, made me a living dead Don't give your pinkie to From Letras Mania