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Medicine

from Thought Salad (EP) by Micah Buzan

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a garden of thoughts overgrown in your head
the words define us
the words confine us
in a linguistic prison cell
science holds the key
but we stay tangled
like a ratking

give me your medicine
i need your medicine

reality won't make itself clear
to the mind that's haunted by fear
in this world there's too much to see
to make sense of everything

the parrot repeats what she hears
the parrot repeats what she hears
i'm an orange trapped in it's peel
and i'm really not sure what i feel

and i'm really not sure what feel
and i'm really not sure what feel
in this world there's too much to see
and i'm really not sure what i feel

give me your medicine
i need your medicine

in the end
compassion is the finest medicine

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from Thought Salad (EP), released June 16, 2016

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Micah Buzan Kansas City, Missouri

I make music and animation.

I'm inspired by psychedelic, electronic, and acoustic music. I also listen to lots of retro video game soundtracks.

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