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Broken and confusedWhere to when the 'summertime' won't loseNever incompleteNever first at landing on my feetBut you don't know the medicine I'm onYou don't think you have the right to be in these songsYou don't know the medicine I'm onFigure it outMake a change then live with the doubtFalling men don't seethat the proof exists in everythingBut you don't know the medicine I'm onYou don't think you have the right to be in these songsYou don't know the medicine I'm on From Letras Mania