LYRIC

See them crawling,
Begging for more,
In need of money,
Robbing a store.

See those addicted,
Betraying each other,
Selling their grandma,
Stealing from their father.

Come to me – I’m the king of dealers,
Come to me – and we’ll find a way,
Come to me – because I have what you need,
Come to me – if you are able to pay!

They start with the light drugs,
Sold in the schools,
And think they can stop it,
This pack of fools.

Once I have you in my hand,
This sweet dream of a neverland,
Will turn into a nightmare,
Which will never end.

Come to me – I’m the king of dealers,
Come to me – and we’ll find a way,
Come to me – because I have what you need,
Come to me – if you are able to pay!

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