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Oxycontin

Remember the day They took the pain away And turned us all oxymoron's Visiting our own graves The walking dead Zombified And to think we thought They gave us back our lives Trampled by the pills That they prescribed Pay the pusher The greatest price It'll be alright When it's hard to swallow When that ain't enough Find an uncaring vain And start shooting up Who could have known They'd throw us the longest curve When the disease turn out to be What we thought the greatest cure

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Date: 3/4/2017 8:04:00 AM
Seems like too many people get addicted to pain pills Mike! That is docs remedy for everything it seems today; BIG PHARMA~Che :)
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