Wedlock - I Really Need to Get Back on My Meds lyrics

My plan for living, in this century Is combination, of faith and chemistry Just one prescription Local pharmacy Will bring me joy, form this boredom factory I never believed in miracles, until I came her way The evidence empirical, she gets me through the day My beautiful shaped, Octagon Warm and familiar, feelings whispering She wears cerulean, complements my tea A morning sickness, wants for more and more Slips through my fingers, across the bathroom floor No one ever told me, you would come and save me Cradle and hold me, rock me like a baby It's a beautiful escape, Octagon Close my eyes, and try colors on Beautiful shaped, Octagon Experience has made me, you can re-arrange me Cradle and hold me, I am still a baby My beautiful shaped, Octagon It's a beautiful escape Octagon Octagon Octagon