Medicine

Oh no, how’d I sink so low?
Ain’t got the patience, I need my medication
I need to crawl out, out of this hole now
Before the darkness grabs a hold and takes my soul now
And it just goes on and on and on
On and on and on
Yeah call the doc, I must be sick
Better get me my medicine
Now it’s five o’clock, on the phone again
Think I might need another prescription
Call the doc, I must be sick
Better get me my medicine
Now it’s five o’clock, on the phone again
I think I might need another prescription
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HollyWood Undead