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A stern-faced man sat on a hill, and with addiction in hand,
he sought to kill.
He fell on the masses, unyielding from above,
and tore away from me the ones I love.
How can I not be angry at what you've taken from me?
I see their heads bent low with this affliction.
How can I believe?
Substance makes the man, and substance made me, too.
But I fail to understand why it has such a hold on you.
When I look in your eyes, so strong is the hate for the sickness
that brought you in and the reason we can't relate.
he sought to kill.
He fell on the masses, unyielding from above,
and tore away from me the ones I love.
How can I not be angry at what you've taken from me?
I see their heads bent low with this affliction.
How can I believe?
Substance makes the man, and substance made me, too.
But I fail to understand why it has such a hold on you.
When I look in your eyes, so strong is the hate for the sickness
that brought you in and the reason we can't relate.
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Submitted by
y!!! On May 13, 2002
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