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I don't know when I became so dependent on the pills, I think it was after the third or forth move, When I was chasing away nightmares that kept coming true. It started as just a way to sleep, I was tired constantly, And my body constantly pleaded for sleep, The pills gave me that peace. My life has never been simple, I never just had a place to live, Just had two normal parents, A few siblings, I never lived a good life, It used to really bother me, But for a moment when I swallowed the pills, I forgot, It was the only feeling I never fault, It's not an addiction, It's a way of life, Just pass me the oxy, I'll be alright.
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
Pills.
I don't know when I became so dependent on the pills, I think it was after the third or forth move, When I was chasing away nightmares that kept coming true. It started as just a way to sleep, I was tired constantly, And my body constantly pleaded for sleep, The pills gave me that peace. My life has never been simple, I never just had a place to live, Just had two normal parents, A few siblings, I never lived a good life, It used to really bother me, But for a moment when I swallowed the pills, I forgot, It was the only feeling I never fault, It's not an addiction, It's a way of life, Just pass me the oxy, I'll be alright.
r-a-sanders
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Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
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