Treatment
I take a pill to help me sleep
Another rousts me wake
I take one more to concentrate
The other to escape
They’ve always got an answer
To whatever’s wrong with me
Can’t help but wonder if I’d be cured
If they all would just agree.
Another rousts me wake
I take one more to concentrate
The other to escape
They’ve always got an answer
To whatever’s wrong with me
Can’t help but wonder if I’d be cured
If they all would just agree.
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