Feed me the dragon, I’m not afraid.
Feed me the dragon! Do not hesitate!
I’ll eat the dragon, it’s essence I crave.
Feed me the dragon, it’s my prey to ate.
Feed me the dragon! I’m the beast it fears.
I’ll eat the dragon, there’s not time to wait.
Feed me the dragon, my words you must hear.
Feed me the dragon, my craves to satiate.
Who is the dragon? Why would you ask?
What is the dragon? That’s the question to unmask.
Yes, what is the dragon? Well I’ll explain my best.
Feed me the dragon, or should I say “Meth”.
I used to hunt the dragon. Day in day out.
But after eleven years, I’ve forgotten its whereabouts.
Pain has come, friends are gone, family seems done, to the dragon I’m drawn.
So please feed me the dragon! I’m not afraid.
Feed me the dragon, enough to end to my days.
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