White powder to sprinkle on your nerves
To take you for a ride
Down the fabled spiral, downward.

As your spirits feel so high,
the truth is you go lower
to a spiral lower, and to death.

Freebase the spiral downward,
with rocks that chain your life
to a spiral lower, to your last breath.

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