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Capsule in my shaking hand
Give me strength to face the morn
Glaring sunlight in my face
Heart and soul so ripped and torn
Take it! Take it! One two three
On to the next cure for me
Snow white, so bright
Set my mind and thoughts alight
Blood red crystals in my hand
A passport to a mystic land
Take it! Take it! One two three
On to the next cure for me
Liquid pleasure in a vial
No restriction! No denial!
Poison, nightshade oh so sweet
Such a blessing when we meet
Take it! Take it! One two three
On to the next cure for me
I feel, I hurt like ne’er before
I feel the sting in every vein
I have a pill that is the cure
But cures have only brought me pain
Take it! Take it! One two three
On to the next cure for me
The pain is gone, the fight is won
No more cures I need to find
Yet victory comes with sacrifice
Of body, spirit, will, and mind
So I caution you from this cold ground
A cure for life can ne’er be found