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I'd stop by myself but it will be too late
they have been working and exchanging my life
strait jackets had me motionless
pressure came back for you to ran away... hold up!

no control of mental upsets arising from you
hallucinating with a strange form and taste
it began with drugs and one deadly cocktail
but few sences reacted against electric-loads

but this came late, you are a sequel
consecuently a thousand sequels,
living inside my brain

what do these men think about me?
speculating with my life upon a stretcher
medicine didnÍt work, the drugs didn't act
oh god! my heartfelt symphathy to you... hold up!

by hook or crook, you must follow me
no matter how much your screams and tears

sequels... by hook or crook, you must follow me