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It warms the cockles of my heart, now it’s water under the bridge,
But I’m standing knee-deep in it…
You were headstrong, you were indifferent and obscene,
But all your life long, you're referred to as a 'waste of skin',
This madness…this medicine,
This madness…

Today, it’s such a silly game that we play,
Noone cares that tomorrow we’ll pay,
Devil finds work for idle hands,
Hope he understands,
I have just one sin,
I play with medicine.

Like a beached whale, like a moth to a flame,
i've got stuck in this pick-up game…
You get what you pay for, you reap what you sow and you lost your face,
Terrible disgrace, but you know your place…
This madness…this medicine,
This madness…

Today, it’s such a silly game that we play,
Noone cares that tomorrow we’ll pay,
Devil finds work for idle hands,
Hope he understands,
I have just one sin,
I play with medicine.

I just wanted to tell,
If this game will dwell,
It will be a cold day in hell…

Your sins will find you out,
No time to unring a bell,
And I bet that you know it full well…

It’s such a silly sin,
To play with medicine…

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