Nhạc sĩ: Sval Rosenløw Eeg, Truls Dyrstad, David Atarodiyan
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I've been biting my tongue, imploding emotions I've been writing on walls, my room is a poemWhich bag is heavier, yours or mine? I couldn't leave my baggage behindI can't be your medicine I can't be your medicineI can't be your medicine I made all your troubles mineBut I can't be your medicinezLie, pretend that we're goldenI could try, but I'd never winCause I can't be your medicineI would give you my all despite having nothingI would follow the dark if that's what you wantWhich love is mostly yours or mine?I wouldn't love any other cause I wish I could be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI'm in all your troubles, MartinBut I can't be your medicineBut I can't be your medicineWith tears underneath themWe could lie, pretend that we're goldenI could try, but I'd never winCause I can't be your medicineI'd follow you into the dark where you fit inAll I can do is delight you muchI'd follow you way down to the deep endYou gotta find your way backWe lie, with tears underneath themWe could lie, pretend that we're goldenI could try, but I'd never winCause I can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicineI can't be your medicine