| Are you a doctor
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| Something’s wrong with my head
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| Don’t mean to shock you, but
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| All I see is blurry
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| Pain’s like a rubber —
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| All that’s left is my bed
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| I’m no scholar, just I wanna be founded
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| Gimme a pill to make it go away
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| I don’t wanna sit still for another day
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| Make it point in my finger as my body’s play
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| Twisting down, don’t you feel bad for me
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| No wonder I’d raging out franicly
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| Don’t make a sound, or the pain will never leave
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| I just wanna drown in anything you give to me
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| Gimme a pill to make it go away
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| I don’t wanna sit still for another day
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| Make it point in my finger as my body’s play
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| Gimme a pill to make it go away
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| I don’t wanna sit still for another day
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| Make it point in my finger as my body’s play
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away
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| But I won’t stop 'til the pain goes away |