Melt-Banana - Drug Store | Текст песни

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Red pills, blue pills, yellow ones,
they got so many kinds
I need something,
something like sugar
Bring me a bottle, bottle of gin

I bring it back with me
and swallow with fakes
to get used to them

I'm standing alone in a drug store
with some toy coins in my hand...

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