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A slave to indulgence, a slave who obstains

A slave to your pleasure, a slave to your pain

A slave to a business, a mistress, a wife

Slave to the bottle the needle or knife

An accident of birth or a spin of the wheel

Select your next master and feel how it feels

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors

Enslaved by the dealers or the junkies themselves

Ensnared by self pity or the sweet lie of wealth

Afraid to stop running or frozen in place

Afraid to begin or to finish the race

Awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine

The doors are all open, they close from behind

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors

Into the night that you'll never remember

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors

Oh, awake from the drugs or asleep from the wine

The doors are all open, they close from behind

Whatever you choose there's a suicide clause

You die of neglect or you die to applause

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors

On your knees

Into the night that you'll never remember

Bow to the crowd of a thousand oppressors

Slave to your lovers and slave to your lesser