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Pills for Sara |
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Vials of bright forgetting powders |
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Reds and yellows, sweets and sours, |
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Curled around a scented pillow |
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Biting hard and crushing flowers |
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I went down to sugartown |
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To try and get some pills for Sara, |
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They said her prescription's over |
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there'll be no refills for Sara |
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She's in pain |
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And I'm her main man |
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Down to 7th, down to A street, |
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I made all the rounds for Sara, |
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Vicodin and oxycontin |
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My love knows no bounds for Sara |
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My man gave me something tasty |
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Vials of bright forgetting powders |
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Biting hard and crushing flowers |
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Sleeping through my superpowers |
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Hours of sleeping, hours of searching |
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Dreaming that she'd found a way out |
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She was always so impatient |
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She would never wait the day out |
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I went down to sugartown |
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To try and find some pills for Sara, |
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They said her prescription's over |
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There'll be no refills for Sara |
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She's in pain |
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And I'm her main man |
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Vials of bright forgetting powders |
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Reds and yellows, sweets and sours, |
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Curled around a scented pillow |
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Biting hard and crushing flowers |