Medication Blues #1 Songtext
von Reigning Sound

Well, it′s not that I don't wanna work
But I hate filling out all the applications
And nobody wants a middle-aged man
On six different kinds of medication

Well, they don′t make me feel up
But they won't let me come down
So I walk back out on the street
And I throw my shadows to the ground

And everyone knows that the truth
Ain't no match for a really good lie
I cry each time
I open my eyes


There′s a cancer spreading across the globe
In the shape and form of brains and billfolds
And there′s no room in nature for your car
Or your stereo that blasts me from your console

In a world that is bleak without a prayer
And a darkness that is black as night
Just throw against hope and buy some more soap
And tell yourself it'll be alright

But everyone knows that the truth
Ain′t no match for a really good lie
I cry each time
I open my eyes

Well, everyone knows that the truth
Ain't no match for a really good lie
I cry each time
I open my eyes