Chris Koza

Lyrics

we're all living in debt
but its all right you know
honey i've been breaking the band
keeping you close, sticking you up

i'm going to pay you back
go right on with what you do
as pale as your hands are they hold some kind of light
some kind of darkness, some kind of fight

you're just the kind of medicine to keep my spirit up
cause sometimes when i'm dying you say
fuck that other stuff

we're cut from the same cloth
we're cut by the same blade
in the same scars you and I bear
we can follow

i'm going to cut you down
i'm going to use you up
and give you away for next to nothing
because i can't give you enough

darling, darling, darling

you're just the kind of medicine to keep my spirit up
cause sometimes when i'm dying you say
fuck that other stuff