prescription/oxymoron

a constant battle


“ Prescription drugs, I fell in love
My little secret, she gon’ kill a thug
My body numb, she like to give me hugs
I love her touch, I get a rush
When she don’t come around, I start to go nuts
My heart erupts, I’m curled in pain
My phone ring, ring and ring and ring
If you ain’t selling it, then I don’t hear a thing ”

if you ever been through it, you know this describes it perfectly.

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