Mercurochrome Songtext

von Watershed

White noise
I'm picking my poison
Ritalin and codeine
I'm losing
What's the point of choosing when heads is the noose and tails is the guillotine

But I can still feel that sting telling me that something's working
Or maybe I'd do best to ingest the medicine chest

This time tomorrow I'll be gone
The more it hurts the more it works
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Crawl ten paces
A little pink trace isn't gonna help when I bleed
From what they say about what doesn't kill you Charles Atlas has got nothing on me
But then he's probably dead buried in a beach towel with some coed off in a better place while I'm down her with sand in my face

This time tomorrow I'll be gone
The more it hurts the more it works
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I must be feeling just swell because leaving you hurts like hell
The more it hurts the more it works
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