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Mar 2017
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
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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