Medicated
Written by Rick Hines/Paul Romero/Ken Nakamura.
Performed by Human Resources, 2013.



Lyrics

Medicated.
Lifeís gettiní gray.
Donít know where to turn,
Donít know what to say.

Medicated.
I donít know myself.
Found my personality
In a jar on the shelf.

Born a bank robber, killer or thief,
Iíd torture myself just to get some relief.
I found a black hole where the Earth used to be.
Reach for the switch to turn off me.

Medicated.
Little pink pills
Make me so happy,
Cure all of my ills.

Medicated.
Starting today,
My daily nightmares
All prescribed away.

Medicated. Medicated.
Medicated. Medicated.

Medicated.
Lifeís gettiní gray.
Donít know where to turn,
Donít know what to say.

Born a bank robber, killer or thief,
Iíd torture myself just to get some relief.
Found a black hole where the Earth used to be.
Reach for the switch to turn off me.

Medicated. Medicated.
Medicated. Medicated....



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