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The Phamacist
(album: Paradise)
The medicine cabinet´s empty, there´s nothing for my head. Inside I´m made of concrete, my eyelids feel like lead. I´m feeling for pulse but it´s no use. My head was screwed on tight, now it´s coming loose. I´ve been to the bottom of a bottle or two, that shit just kept me down. I´m sick of shortcuts that leave me on the fucking ground
