Medication chords by Damien Jurado

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It just so happens I have many concerns

My brother's down the road and my lover in town
     Fadd4*
They both need affection

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And some kind of love
     Fadd4*
Well I'm the one who gives it at any given time

From two in the morning to six

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Call me up and cry

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My lover keeps it secret that we meet under covers

When asked by her man if we two are lovers
    Fadd4*
She says, "I hardly know him.

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Besides, he's not my type."
    Fadd4*
Her man's a policeman with a keen sense of trouble

He's known to spot danger

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And all kinds of liars


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My brother called this morning in a terrible panic

Spies in the closet, bugs in the attic
   Fadd4*
He screams bloody murder saying,

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"We're all gonna die."
    Fadd4*
And death is upon me, I know 'cause he showed me

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Pictures of graveyards and us underneath.
    Fadd4*
I'm losing my hearing from my brother screaming,

"They're coming to get me.

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Can someone call the police?"


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Two in the morning, the phone disconnected

Her man knows I'm calling, it's what I expected

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A note on my backdoor saying, "Baby, not tonight."
     Fadd4*
So I sit with my brother who is nursing a cut wrist

He's mumbling "Forgive me."

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And "Don't let them take me away."
Fadd4*
I can be a good boy and stay out of trouble

Jackie I love you and

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Don't let them take your brother


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Strapped to a table, go in the electrodes

"Jackie come save me the doctors will kill me."
Fadd4*
No, they're here to help you

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Straighten out your mind."
    Fadd4*
The TV is blaring with some preacher saying that

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God is among us and he hears our cries
Fadd4*
Lord, do me a favor

It's wrong but I ask you

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Take my brother's life
Fadd4*
'Cause he's sick of the suffering

The pills he's inhaling

The cross he is bearing

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That is his troubled mind