Take Yer Meds versuri

Take Yer Meds lyrics by Brent Cobb, The Fixins

My time machine shows no mercy
Heart beatin’ out its chest
Sometimes good, sometimes dark
Most times in my head

Your time machine, looking at me
Same worry in its eyes
Scared half to death to take your last breath
Waiting on that hole in the sky

The trip it ain’t that long, gotta sip till it’s gone
Belly up, and go on, take your medicine
A six pack of the blues, get your head out the noose
Whatever you do, go on, take your medicine
Take your mеdicine
Yeah

Well, you don’t need a script for this kind of fix
It’s whatеver gets you by
It’s worth the hit, kick back, let it rip
See you, other side of the high

I said, you don’t need a script for this kind of fix
It’s whatever gets you by
It’s worth the hit, kick back, let it rip
See you, other side of the high

The trip it ain’t that long, gotta sip till it’s gone
Belly up, and go on, take your medicine
A six pack of the blues, get your head out the noose
Whatever you do, go on, take your medicine
A-take your medicine
Yeah

The trip it ain’t that long, gotta sip till it’s gone
Belly up, and go on, take your medicine
A six pack of the blues, get your head out the noose
Whatever you do, go on, take your medicine

The trip it ain’t that long, gotta sip till it’s gone
Belly up, and go on, take your medicine
A six pack of the blues, get your head out the noose
Whatever you do, go on, take your medicine
Oh, yeah

Ooh
Yeah, oh, take your medicine