Letra da Música Medisin de The Classic Crime

What great risk to truly live
We could die alone
Self-proclaimed meaning of bliss
Is getting what we’re owed.
It’s always getting what we’re owed.
I am like a machine,
All that I really need is medicine
And then I’ll fall fast asleep.
In my dreamlike state
I’ll pretend I’m unscathed,
But when I wake up my resilience fades.
When I wake up my resilience fades.
How long?

I know there’s more to life than slavery,
I’m tired of dying.
I know there’s more to life than drinking
This soul sick medicine.

Oh no, no I’ll never listen or do what I’m told.
At twenty-four you’d think I’d hold my speech.
Instead I’ll mix you a cocktail,
Some truth and some slander
And never practice what I preach.
I never practice what I preach.
How long?

I know there’s more to life than slavery,
I’m tired of dying.
I know there’s more to life than drinking
This soul sick medicine.