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May 2018
I think I'm under medicated
so I stay sedated in my sleep
and in the chocolate that I eat

I stay away from alcohol
what was a fuel is now a poison

And all around me they slur words
what I'd give to sing along

I'll take your hangover
if you take my bed
Three days crying is bad for your head

I'm fighting hard to stay on track
but this track is a circle and now I'm back

What's worst of all is it took control
I feel helpless but not alone

I thought my mind was on my side
but I feel lost when it's in drive

Fighting mind with mind
Fighting mind with medicine
to both I will stay dedicated

But I think I'm under medicated
Written by
Ann Wolf
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   --- and Micrography-Mike D
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