Fake - Medicine Lyrics

I feel ill, but not at all too bad
I feel good, but not very glad
It's a strange constellation of my thoughts
Which I keep to myself

I drink tea, to relax myself
I read books, from my whitest shelf
I try my best to stay away from trouble

But sometimes I break down
And I need my medicine
I keep falling down
Give me my medicine
Somtimes I break down
And I need my medicine
I keep falling down
Give me my medicine

I've got hands, with which to feel my way
Towards walls, so I don't wander astray
It's easier to see, when you're blind
And nothing's there

I feel distance from you monarchy
And you'll know why during its autopsy
It's easier to smile, for a braindead man

Desperation
You'll need my medicine
And keep falling down
I'll give you my medicine
Sometimes I break down
And I need my medicine
I keep falling down
Give me my medicine

If you cut an apple in two, it becomes two individual pieces
If you cut an apple in two, it becomes two individual pieces
If you cut an apple in two, it becomes two individual pieces
If you cut an apple in two, it becomes two individual pieces

Sometimes I break down
And I need my medicine
I keep falling down
Give me my medicine
Desperation
You'll need my medicine
And keep falling down
I'll give you my medicine