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Jesus loves a trier

Call off the town crier

Clang that razor wire and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Hide your crescent bruise

Shine your nation's shoes

Tie your owner's noose and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Class kill got me here

Smash pills, feel no fear

I came in from the rear to

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Drugs lost what I had found

Burn friendships to the ground

Turn my frown upside down and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Adorn the house within

Lather baby skin

Alleviate your kin, now that's what I call medication



Medication



Ornament is crime

Appreciate the wine

Your card has been declined

So medicate, meditate, medicate



(Real nice Bo, real nice, yeah)



I'm crazy about my baby

But I'm crazier inside

I've got plenty who'd come and save me

But I choose to run and hide



I'm crazy about my baby

But I'm crazier inside

I've got plenty who'd come and save me

But I choose to run and hide



Draft your pedants will

Embalm the shoes you fill

Only shoot to kill

Then meditate, medicate, meditate
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Jesus loves a trier

Call off the town crier

Clang that razor wire and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Hide your crescent bruise

Shine your nation's shoes

Tie your owner's noose and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Class kill got me here

Smash pills, feel no fear

I came in from the rear to

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Drugs lost what I had found

Burn friendships to the ground

Turn my frown upside down and

Medicate, meditate, medicate



Adorn the house within

Lather baby skin

Alleviate your kin, now that's what I call medication



Medication



Ornament is crime

Appreciate the wine

Your card has been declined

So medicate, meditate, medicate



(Real nice Bo, real nice, yeah)



I'm crazy about my baby

But I'm crazier inside

I've got plenty who'd come and save me

But I choose to run and hide



I'm crazy about my baby

But I'm crazier inside

I've got plenty who'd come and save me

But I choose to run and hide



Draft your pedants will

Embalm the shoes you fill

Only shoot to kill

Then meditate, medicate, meditate
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Writer: Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Lee Kiernan, Mark Bowen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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