Medication

Riff 1
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B|--2-----------------------------
G|----2-1---1---------------------
D|--------2---2--4/5/4------------
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E|--------------------------------


Riff 2
E|--------------------------------
B|--2---------0-------------------
G|----2-1---1---------------------
D|--------2-----4/5/4-------------
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LYRICS AND ORDER
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0:00 - 1:44
Riff 1 (With Riff 2 occasionally 
thrown in instead)
this is the part of me that needs 
medication
this is the part of me that believes
 in heaven
this is the part of me that thinks 
outer space is all dead
this is the part of me that wishes 
it was with it
this is the part of me that's trying
 to be funny
this is the part of me that loves my
 parents
this is the part of me that thinks 
that ants are cavemen
this is the part of me that thinks 
all humans are ants
this is the part of me that learns 
from sitcoms
this is the part of me that means 
nothing

1:45 - 2:01
No Guitar sounds or Lyrics

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2:02 - 3:15
Chords

Intro: D/G
      D           G
and I do-o-o-on't know
     D
well I could go away and you could 
wish that I had stayed or just
G
stayed gone
      D     G
and I don't know
      D     G
and I don't know at all
    D                      G
so, out of the context and into what
 you meant
        D
and you know your reasons
          G
you don't know who you are but you 
know who you wanna be
D     G
I-I-I doooon't know
       D                       
so you go to the library to get 
                         G
yourself a book and you look and you
 look
but you didn't find anything to read
D

              G
and I do-on't know at all

3:15 - 3:41
No Guitar or Lyrics

3:42 - 4:48
Riff 1 (With Riff 2 thrown in 
occasionally instead)
left all my kinder parts rusting and
 peeling
that guy was complaining as he 
looked at the ceiling
my nose isn't that big it looks 
nothing like me
we're all doctors trading sadness 
for numbness
grass looks much greener but it's 
green-painted cement
the mayor's machines are there 
cleaning the pavement
you can't make dirt clean so we'll 
just lemon-scent it