They'll never cure this thing
With medicine and magazines, ohh, ohh, ohh
I know you play your part
You cover up your ever aching heart, ohh, ohh
No one knows where you are
And no one thought you'd ever get that far, ohh, ohh
And how can it be that fun
When everyone around you dies so young? Ohh, ohh, ohh
And I'm not your favorite one
But who will walk you out when it's all done? Ohh, ohh, ohh
Low - Medicine Magazines Lyrics
Low - Medicine Magazines Lyrics
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They'll never cure this thing
With medicine and magazines, ohh, ohh, ohh
I know you play your part
You cover up your ever aching heart, ohh, ohh
No one knows where you are
And no one thought you'd ever get that far, ohh, ohh
And how can it be that fun
When everyone around you dies so young? Ohh, ohh, ohh
And I'm not your favorite one
But who will walk you out when it's all done? Ohh, ohh, ohh
With medicine and magazines, ohh, ohh, ohh
I know you play your part
You cover up your ever aching heart, ohh, ohh
No one knows where you are
And no one thought you'd ever get that far, ohh, ohh
And how can it be that fun
When everyone around you dies so young? Ohh, ohh, ohh
And I'm not your favorite one
But who will walk you out when it's all done? Ohh, ohh, ohh
Writer: ZACHARY MICHELETTI, MIMI J. PARKER, GEORGE ALAN SPARHAWK
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Performed By: Low
Language: English
Length: 7:36
Written by: ZACHARY MICHELETTI, MIMI J. PARKER, GEORGE ALAN SPARHAWK