Modern Medicine

It's like a see-saw getting through the day
Trying to stay present in a meaningful way
I can't handle it, I feel so strange
Move my body without thinking

Go for a walk at the crack of dawn
Try to dust off what I've been sleepin' on
Get a coffee, put some shit in it
Walk it home and try not to spill it

Turn the radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
I'm afraid of history repeating

Drag the recycling back to the garage
The cut in my leg all covered in gauze
Dad told me I should get it stitched
But I can't stand hospitals, they make me sick

They just remind me of when things were worse
Tests and injections, treatments that didn't work
Fluorescent lighting, crying in the bathroom
Blood on a towel, industrial vacuum

And a radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
I'm afraid of history repeating

I'm so much better now, I swear
But some days I can't shake the feeling
That I used to be so hopeless
And I used to want to quit, I guess
Some things you just carry with you
Some things you just carry with you
Some things you just carry with you

I used to have to go stand in a tube
Naked with goggles on, black light mood
My own little spaceship, just me alone
No distractions, no tin can phone

I wonder what I was thinking about
When the lights came on before they let me out
There was even a countdown just like on TV
3, 2, 1 beam me up baby

Turn the radio on
Like a comfort blanket
Like modern medicine
Like history repeating
Like history repeating
Like history repeating
Like history repeating