Fionn Regan - Medicine Chest lyrics

She laughs then Falls down the stairs The hairs in her eyes There's a price To be paid for style Her throat is lined With burning fly wings The telephone signs The exit sign stings I miss the weight Pinning me down Pinning me down Oh doctor, where's the sun? When you're down in this hole With the medicine chest She's pretty And destroyed With Indian ink Let the outside world sink I miss the weight Holding me back Holding me back Oh doctor, here's the sun 'Cause we're out of that hole With the medicine chest We're out of that hole Your house out by the lake We're out of that hole Your house out by the lake We're out of that hole Out of that hole