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Closet Fiends
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Bed to Medicine
Even if you were paralyzed from your
From your eyelids down
you can never calculate
some, some things that I believe
If you fall off your pedestal
You don't, you don't
hit the ground.
your rock bottom tile floor
did not, did not
transmit the sound.
Bout' this time last year
I was running on as much dope
as much dope, as much dope
as I could score.
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And it took a whole calendar
and now, and now I ain't runnin' on shit,
but at least I ain't
I ain't runnin' no more.
Make way for the future.
Make way for something.
Make way for anything at all.
Make your way back to Austin.
From the bed to the medicine to the chair to the medicine the world for me
the medicine
and then back to bed...
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