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Cindy's on methadone she's through with the syringe Cindy's on methadoneshe's off on heroin Cindy's on methadone we're glad to have her home Sheslept in vomit no she sleep on methadone but she stopped ripping off herneighbors stopped taking change from strangers stopped shooting needlesfull of dreams into her arms Cindy's on methadone we see it in her eyes
Sounds so much better but it's just another high she stopped calling atthree thirty stopped looking thin and dirty stopped screaming bloody murderwhen she got cut off Why don't you stop with your fake solutions stopcovering up the truth and stop trying to make things smooth and stop actinglike she's stupid
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