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F*%k Big Pharma

F*%k Big Pharma

Jumping out of frame ,disconnected.  Crumping,  fraught with disdain. Rejecting the tumultuous boiling pain that drives nails and stakes in your brain. The very emotions that question whether or not you  are sane .

Take a step back and ingest some chemicals.  
So big pharma can inflate their decimals.  
While I sit back and get treated like a pest . Call it pestilence it's almost incredulous.  
Absolutely, Yes definitely nebulous! 

Tongue tied and twistered. My guts are falling out .My assholes bleeding and blistered .
Claim you're helping ,while feeding us the "apple of discord". You have been feeding us lies . This is the real drug war . 

Inner turmoil blood's percolating to a boil. Can't stop the toil reverberating his oil. The parts are moving . The wheels in motion. Sycophants broke free of their chains and off the Jim Jones potion. 

No more ashes . Smooth as lotion.
TIME TO DROWN THEM IN OUR OCEAN!
OUR SEA OF PEOPLE! 
YET THEY SEE NO PEOPLE !
IT'S TIME FOR THEIR UPHEAVAL!
IT'S TIME TO HIT THEM WITH THEIR OWN HYPODERMIC NEEDLE! 

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