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Having a back
Plagued with pain
I take oxycodone occasionally
Or go insane
But when you sleep
Boxer dogs creep
Tearing up a bag of clothes
You're giving away
Dirty clothes you need to wash
Garbage in a can
Those damn dogs
I love them as I can.

So you awaken to a world of a mess
It's the payment you get I guess
For trying to survive
Move a home into a motel room
Beg for gas money everyday
To get away
Oh go away
The insanity of suffering
Let it go
As the madness of oxycodone will go
When you wake up from a long evenings sleep
The back pain is gone
The dogs have been run
Down a long dirt road by here
I hate taking oxycodone
There's less madness in hydrocodone
Just ask me about your pills
I will tell you all about them
Where's my spoon of sugar
To make this damn medicine go down?

7/18/2013 0250 cj

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