Medicines' not helping.
I've taken a few pills, I've tried to get better; I swear that all I got were a few chills, That all my words and thoughts just scatter. Medicine doesn't work, and I'm not saying that just because i hate the way it tastes; they mess up my stomach, I swear that's all it does! Pills, syrups, and meds, they don't help at all, all they do is mess with people's heads; to make you tumble and fall. — BRIK.
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