Medisin - The Classic Crime

What great risk to truly live

We could die alone

Our self-proclaimed meaning of bliss

Is getting what we’re owed

It’s always getting what we’re owed

I am like a machine, all that I really need

Is medicine and then I’ll fall fast asleep

In my dreamlike state I’ll pretend I’m unscathed

But when I wake up my resilience fades

When I wake up my resilience fades

How long?

How long?

How long, long?

I know there’s more to life than slavery, I’m tired of dying

I know there’s more to life than drinking this soul sick medicine

Oh no, no I’ll never listen or do what I’m told

At twenty-four you’d think I’d hold my speech

Instead I’ll mix you a cocktail, some truth and some slander

And never practice what I preach

And never practice what I preach

How long?

How long?

How long, long?

I know there’s more to life than slavery, I’m tired of dying

I know there’s more to life than drinking this soul sick medicine

I know there’s more to life than slavery, I’m tired of dying

I know there’s more to life than drinking this soul sick medicine

I know there’s more to life, I know there’s more to life

I know there’s more

I know there’s more to life than drinking this soul sick medicine