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• Artiste: Low Anthem (The)
• Titre: Apothecary Love
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I met her down At the apothecary With sad sad eyes The burden she carried Oh darlin' try this one If you need a friend I've got the cure for The shape that you're in When you met me you were numb From the voice in your head Conspiracy, delusions That your boyfriend kept fed But I swear I want nothin' Just give me your hand I've got the cure for The shape that you're in Your saccharin luster She's a hard little pill She eased me and taught My hands to be still Just once in the morning, Evening again She had the cure for The shape I was in Since I met her down At the apothecary Her sad sad eyes The burden she carried Oh darlin' try this one If you need a friend I've got the cure for The shape that you're in All delusions of grandeur They've long left my head As I rode off the notion That I’ve been well bread First she shot me with whiskey Then she chased me with gin Swore I was the cure for The shape she was in Then she left me, reeling, With that time release feeling Like a low whisper thunder I hung from the ceiling So if you see me down At the apothecary again I can't find the cure For the shape that I’m in Since I met her down At the apothecary Her sad sad eyes The burden she carried Oh darlin' try this one If you need a friend I've got the cure for The shape that you're in I've got the cure for The shape that you're in.