Lyrics by Benjamin Hiorns 2004

Light the candles on your face
if you want a fire
Build a brain and make it work
If you want a mind

I hope you get yours
Your flesh is still warm

On Medication

Well adjusted tears of clay
Learning how to smile
Butter eyes and lips of grey
Bringing up the bile

On Medication

We will find you on the beach
Crying at the sun
Your a sadist underneath
Waiting to get born

Are you ok to run without stopping
Run like a love re-born

On Medication