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Drugs


Pills,
Pills,
Pills,

A pill for all your ills,

Pills,
Pills,
Pills,

A pill for all your feels,

Pills,
Pills,
Pills,

For broken bones and broken homes,

Pills,
Pills,
Pills,

A cure for the alone,

Pills,
Pills,
Pills,

To find comfort in your zone.

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