PENICILLIN (IT DOESN'T MEAN MUCH)

Written by Judah Nagler



don't say it's the last time you'll ever need this / to simply blow over in words you conceal with / it doesn't mean much when you're telling me lies / to prove your affection, you'd marry my strings / but when i'm called away, do you bury my things / how easily unearthed what our maladies hide / but i'll never leave / you could never go where i couldn't follow / i'll make you see / never been a pill or sin i couldn't swallow / i swear on the bottle, from the bottom, it all looks worse than it is / ink takes, routine takes ink, we'll parch the words / that leave me as film on your lips, wrists, and fingers / a cage, like the first verse, when i promised you (us) all the rest / now you'll feel the rests / but i'll never leave / you could never go where i couldn't follow) / i'll make you see / never been a pill or sin i couldn't swallow / i swear on the ballot, from up here, you can't see a thing / so i'll never ask / you could never take the words that would follow / and you'll never tell / never said a thing that i didn't already know / i swear on the gavel, from the battle, i've grown tired of the war / let's remove the bond from these bands that we wear / the rings never closed, so there'll ne'er be a blame to bear / where we're built to bend / oh, the flesh never dyes
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