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Medicine Boy – Hospital Floors lyrics
I’ve danced before
All flesh and warmth
But these hospital floors
Can’t move me anymore
I’ve held the night
While she was bleeding light
And I should take her side
But I’m just a little bit tired
And I’m dressed in someone else’s limbs
Don’t know where they start
And where I end
I’m wearing someone else’s thoughts
Can’t shake them off
I’ll rinse these clothes
Hang them out below
My neighbour’s window
So she might not know
She’s not alone
In being alone
As this Summer sadness
Fills our homes
And I’m dressed in someone else’s limbs
Don’t know where they start
And where I end
I’m wearing someone else’s thoughts
Can’t shake them off
Bone dented sheets
Eye splintered ceilings
Stories I weave
In hours made for sleeping
Bone dented sheets
Eye splintered ceilings
Stories that creep
In hours meant for dreaming
Little baby blooms in digital bile
Lay me down on the back of a crocodile
Artificial heart hypocritical sick
Mama's little doll's got a bone to pick
All flesh and warmth
But these hospital floors
Can’t move me anymore
I’ve held the night
While she was bleeding light
And I should take her side
But I’m just a little bit tired
And I’m dressed in someone else’s limbs
Don’t know where they start
And where I end
I’m wearing someone else’s thoughts
Can’t shake them off
I’ll rinse these clothes
Hang them out below
My neighbour’s window
So she might not know
She’s not alone
In being alone
As this Summer sadness
Fills our homes
And I’m dressed in someone else’s limbs
Don’t know where they start
And where I end
I’m wearing someone else’s thoughts
Can’t shake them off
Bone dented sheets
Eye splintered ceilings
Stories I weave
In hours made for sleeping
Bone dented sheets
Eye splintered ceilings
Stories that creep
In hours meant for dreaming
Little baby blooms in digital bile
Lay me down on the back of a crocodile
Artificial heart hypocritical sick
Mama's little doll's got a bone to pick
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