This was my attempt at #FuckTheSystem & #Supreme Court for selling out more #Americans to opioid pandemic the Sackler family was proven to start & concealed & paid off people and towns …. FOR YEARS …
He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
“Olive Feint”
Based off
The big three killed my baby
The White Stripes
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
No money in my hand again
* No money from my hand again
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
Nobody's comin' home again
* Junkies comin’ home again
Their ideas made me want to spit
* Their desperate made me want to quit
A hundred dollars goes down the pit
* A hundred dollars goes up in mist
Thirty-thousand wheels are rollin'
* 100-thousand lives are stolen
And my stick shift hands are swollen
* And their soul sick minds are broken
Everything involved is shady
* Every thing involved is crazy
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
No money in my hand again
* My money in their hand again
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
Nobody's comin' home again
* Junkies comin’ home again
Why don't you take the day off and try to repair?
* Why won’t you take the time off and try to repair?
A billion others don't seem to care
* A million deaths don’t seem to scare
Better ideas are stuck in the mud
* Lesser ideals are struck in the vein
The motor's runnin' on trucker's blood loop
* The heartless dealin’ a fruitless pursuit
Don't let them tell you the future's electric
* Won’t let me tell you the real predicament
'Cause gasoline's not measured in metric
* cause human costs are measured in metric
Thirty-thousand wheels are spinnin'
* 100-thousand brains are taken
And oil company faces are grinnin'
* And rich progeny faces are skimming’
Now my hands are turnin' red
* Now my cheeks are turnin’ red
And I found out my baby is dead
* Cause I found out your baby is dead
*
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
No money in my hand again
* not my cash in your hand again
The big three killed my baby
* He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
Nobody's comin' home again
* Addicted comin’ home again
Well, I've said it now, nothing's changed
* Hell, I’ve laid it out, something’s changed
People are burnin' for pocket change
* Human kind are begging’ for love not rage
And creative minds are lazy
* Vegetative minds are hazy
And the big three killed my baby
* Cause the He. Ro. In. Killed my baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And my baby's my common sense
* And our baby’s our basic dreams
So don't feed me planned obsolescence
* Soul death fed their planned adolescence
Yeah, my baby's my common sense
* Yeah, our babies have common dreams
So don't feed me planned obsolescence
* why don’t feed them planned omnipotence
*
I'm about to have another blowout, yeah
* I’m about to have another viral, hit
I'm about to have another blowout
* I’m about to have another viral, hit
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