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You came to me
You had your needs
Your words were week
You're just the meek
I took you in to treat your pain
Without regrets I hooked you on meds
I wrote a script for you to take
You took the pill that made you ill
We get the meds not from above
We get the meds
From those dressed like a dove
We get the meds they think
They'll climb the ladder
We get the meds they think
They're so much smarter
We get the meds not from above
We get the meds
From those dressed like a dove
We get the meds they think
They'll climb the ladder
We get the meds they think
They're so much smarter
While you were under
The knife I met your wife
Her heart now so brittle
She's now a widow
Forgive my sins I've always been
True to my call I've lied to all
We get the meds not from above
We get the meds
From those dressed like a dove
We get the meds they think
They'll climb the ladder
We get the meds they think
They're so much smarter
I've served my calling
I kept them blind
Soon by the throne where I belong
Soon on my knees and not on call
Proud of myself I fooled them all
We get the meds not from above
We get the meds
From those dressed like a dove
We get the meds they think
They'll climb the ladder
We get the meds they think
They're so much smarter
While you were under
The knife I met your wife
Her heart now so brittle
She's now a widow