My friend fell into the grip of drug use
His friends became separated from him, one after another
He was my friend, a friend, a friend

Searching through other people’s rubbish/garbage in alleyways
His house without a ceiling or a door, beneath walls

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The girl that he loved had left, she did not remain with him
Due to the misery of drug use, his life became cold
He was a thousand in prosperity, now he’s down to zero
He was an ocean, a wavy ocean, now he’s become a creek

My friend fell into the grip of drug use
His friends became separated from him, one after another

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Like a shadow, I was following him constantly
How much I endeavoured to save him from drug abuse
On that day, he laid his head upon my chest and weeped
“It’s a shame, I lost my life”, he said then he shut down

My friend fell into the grip of drug use
His friends became separated from him, one after another