Pharmaceutical Warfare
He's seizing a bottle of pills To numb all the pain that he feels While hardcore rolling on death's wheels Battling pharmaceutical warfare The doctor had asked for him to chill Before he winds up getting killed Later that night he popped some pills Battling pharmaceutical warfare His heart rate began to decrease He clutched his chest like a wild beast He is now one of the deceased Result of pharmaceutical warfare By Glenn McCrary © 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
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