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Wilt - My Medicine Lyrics

God I'm not feeling well, you're right
But you can nearly feel it as well
And take my temperature tonight
'Cos I can hardly get out of bed
With all this medcine, inside
The light is getting out of my head
With all these chemicals, alright
I might be getting rid of my...

Meds are dying here with me alright
Maybe something else will kill this agony of mine

God I'm not feeling well, you're right
I hope that you can feel it as well
And take my temperature tonight
'Cos I can make a mess of myself
But you know this is wrong, alright
I'm not about to get out of bed
With all the evidence, despite
I might be getting rid of my...

The meds are dying here with me alright
Maybe something else will kill this agony of mine

That's not enough