Paroles de Medisin

The Classic Crime

pochette album Medisin
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Date de parution : 22/07/2008

Durée : 0:03:55

Style : Indie Rock



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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 medisin
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, how long?
How long, 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 medisin

Oh no, no, i'll never listen to 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, how long?
How long, 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 medisin

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 medisin

I know there's more to life
I know there's more to life
I know there's more
I know there's more to life than drinking
This soul-sick medisin

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