Broken Bells "Medicine" Songtext

Medicine

This ordinary room is turningInto something of a prison holeAnd the only thing we know for certain is thatDon't nobody know

You think none of this is real that'sWhy you never trySo tear it down or build it up it's the same

And on another lonely eveningWhen you're staying up counting omensIn the morning is it so disturbing that youJust won't let it go

You think hurting gives you licenseTo do anything at allBut you gotta take your medicineAllow your hands to lose their grip and let it fall

It's a wonder anyone can breathe hereWith a smoke too thick to coughSo we're falling as we run for cover from theBombs we're setting off

You think hurting gives you licenseTo do anything at allBut you gotta take your medicineAllow your hands to lose their grip and let it fallAllow your hands to lose their grip and let it fall

So we watch another good day fadingHow we gonna leave the hang man hangingGirl one day you know it all melts into air

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