| Hello, what the hell am I doing here?
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| That’s a really nice suit, this is a really comfortable chair
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| See, I don’t know if you can help me or not
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| Cause I don’t feel sick, no I don’t feel sick
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| But the pains in my head have almost put me underground
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| I don’t really care if I am healthy or not
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| Just clean my head up, doc, I’ll give you anything you want
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| See, I don’t know why I don’t fall in love
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| Well, maybe I know why, and maybe you could make it stop
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| We’ll cut it up and bury it and leave it underground
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| And I’ll take to wishing and fall under sleeping safe and sound
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| Just give me medicine, prescribe me anything
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| Just knock me out and walk me through the door
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| Well I have no desire
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| To see through my own eyes anymore
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| Hello, what the hell are you doing here?
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| You made a really strange face, this is a really uncomfortable air
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| I see I’m boring you, maybe I bore myself too
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| That’s why I need help, I’m cleaning blood off dusty shelves
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| I’ve been cut up in this room so many times it might take days
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| And those stress cracks in the wood, how nicely they soak up the stains
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| Just give me medicine, prescribe me anything
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| Just knock me out and walk me through the door
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| Well I have no desire
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| To see through my own eyes anymore
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| Been telling myself these jokes for so long, well so long
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| I’m a has-been who is heckled on the stage
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| Been telling myself these jokes for so long, well so long
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| I’m a has-been who is heckled on this stage |