A drug that I need

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Addicted to this pen in my hand
Thoughts going crazy in my head
They all want to be expressed on paper
So that no storm could falter
They all want to be first
But if that happens, who will quench power's thirst?
No one understands
Everyone stuck in the circle of time to stand
No one slows down or stops
Cause I know that the ones who do reaches the top

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