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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shakira
Shakira
Vocals
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Vocals
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Mandolin
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Drums
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
busbee
busbee
Bass
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Drums
David Levita
David Levita
Acoustic Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shakira
Shakira
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Mark Bright
Mark Bright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shakira
Shakira
Producer
busbee
busbee
Producer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer

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And I feel like I'm losing my mind Banging my head up against the wall Staring at nothing cause I can't sleep at night Can't make it stop, yeah I think too much What do I do? Falling apart I need a shock straight to my heart No one would want to be in my shoes right now, oh I don't reach for the bottle of whisky (Straight on the rocks) But you won't see me popping the pills (Po-po-po-popping the pills) Cause if I want the pain to go away In a second make it fade You're the only thing that will You're my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine You know you're an expert at complicating things That's how I'm wired, believe me it's no fun But you make the war seem like such an easy game Keeps me and my arguments come under Down in the trenches, you are the white flag Make me surrender Want you so bad Baby don't stop what you started Don't ever be done, oh I always throw the bottle of whisky (straight on the rocks) But you won't see me popping the pills (po-po-po-popping the pills) Cause if I want the pain to go away In a second make it fade You're the only thing that will You're my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine You make it all better, better You make me feel home You make it all better, better You make me feel home I don't reach for the bottle of whisky No you won't see me popping the pills Cause if I want the pain to go away In a second make it fade You're the only thing that will You're my my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine, medicine Ma-ma-my medicine You make it all better, better You make me feel home You make it all better, better You make me feel home You make it all better, better You make me feel home You make it all better, better You make me feel home You're my my medicine
Writer(s): Hillary Lindsey, Mark Bright, Shakira Isabel Mebarak Ripol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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