Medicine of Inspiration

Oh yeah, yeah

Uh, uh-huh, ah, uh-huh, uh

Well I'm dyin’

In my living room

And I'm bleeding

On my dusty broom

And I'm leaving

What you gave to me

Because it’s

Breathing

Breathing

Breathing

Breathing it back to me

Yeah, eh, ah

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Well I need my

Medicine of inspiration

Medicine of inspiration

Medicine of inspiration

Medicine, medicine, medicine

Yeah, yeah

Need my

Well I'm dirty

But I'm washing myself

Cleansing all the ages

I've found with no one else

And I'm believing

What you gave to me

Because I’m

Wishing, wishing, wishing

But I’m falling fast

Yeah, eh, ah

I need my

Well I need my

Medicine of inspiration

Medicine, inspire me, spite of me

My medicine of inspiration

Medicine, medicine, medicine

Yeah, yeah

I need my

One black and white

Two gruntled youth

One broken skull

Nothing to do

They're gonna break me

But they can't

Won't let them take my

I need my

My, my

Medicine

Medicine

Medicine

Medicine

Medicine

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