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By Laura June 25, 2015 When did these amphetamines become the better part of me? Masses strung out high above the labels we blindly believe Crazy are the ones who drop the speed and slow it down Foolish are the ones who think that ADD gave up the crown There are no cures behind the trusted labels in the pharmacy We’re tweakers, junkies, stoners; high on complacency Ignorance is the pipe we smoke our haunted spirit of lies Bliss is the drug we greedily pursue without our tired eyes When did we stop looking for the answers to our questions? When did we start believing in false prophets inside the sun? We pray, we love, we consume without direction of any kind This life of mine is starting to look like the blind leading the blind I’m strung out these days on lies insurance companies buy No search for the cure when the addicts just want to cry Too much money at stake for false prophets to step down They would rather play king while the masses slowly drown Until the day we all will drown Until the day we burn to the ground
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