All the temptations, keep rolling through
Sometimes, I don't know what to do
Maybe it will be easy, to just give in
Wait, no; what am I thinking?
Drugs destroy us, keep us weak
If I did give in, what would they think?
So I battle, to stay clean
Some people are being mean
Being mean, because I won't give up on my dream
It's become time-I realize I don't need them
Staying clean, I've seen the truth about drugs
They destroy families, so it's time to just sweep them under the rug
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