Medicine (Album Version)
Del Amitri« Medicine (Album Version) » est une chanson de Del Amitri, 1997, Pop. La chanson dure 2:19, 24 lines / 190 words.
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0:08Songs Title：medicine
0:08Album by: Some Other Suckers Parade
0:10Artist by: Del Amitri
0:11You can find another country if you want
0:12Somewhere you can hide yourself away
0:15Find yourself another set of holes to haunt
0:23Get yourself another debt that you can't pay
0:34Yeah you can try to run for cover everywhere
0:35Add another letter to your name
0:39Burn everything you ever used to wear
0:43Get yourself another lover that looks the same
0:50But sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain
0:54Well you can always make another move again
1:12Another set of keys a different town
1:16And you can try to lose yourself in them
1:25Till the truth it catches up and cuts you down
1:29Cos sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain
1:33And you can always hide the wreckage that you come from
1:38But every new disguise is just another lie to run from
1:40You can only try to fool yourself so long
1:55With any kind of measure you can find
2:11Cos every phony pleasure youve been on
2:16Has lifted off and left the pain behind
2:19Cos sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain
Songs Title：medicine Album by: Some Other Suckers Parade Artist by: Del Amitri You can find another country if you want Somewhere you can hide yourself away Find yourself another set of holes to haunt Get yourself another debt that you can't pay Yeah you can try to run for cover everywhere Add another letter to your name Burn everything you ever used to wear Get yourself another lover that looks the same But sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain Well you can always make another move again Another set of keys a different town And you can try to lose yourself in them Till the truth it catches up and cuts you down Cos sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain And you can always hide the wreckage that you come from But every new disguise is just another lie to run from You can only try to fool yourself so long With any kind of measure you can find Cos every phony pleasure youve been on Has lifted off and left the pain behind Cos sometimes its the medicine itself that makes the pain
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