| Hold my hand, it’s shaking bad
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| I’m going to the doc
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| I pay him, he’ll fix me up
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| I think I’ve got enough
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| Ambulance, no, costs to much
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| We’ll take a van
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| If they can’t fix me, no one can
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| If they can’t fix it, no one can
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| Want you to take me to the H
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| Take me to the O
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| Want you to take me to the S
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| Take me to the P
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| Want you to take me to the I-T-A-L
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| Want you to take me to the hospital
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| Hospital
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| Now I’m losing blood from my veins
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| They’re slowly emptying
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| I’m bothered by this crimson red
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| To the color of blood
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| To the color of a B
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| The color of a L
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| To the color of a O
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| The color of a O
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| To the color of a deep crimson red
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| From a little bitty accident
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| Accident
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| I scraped up my face
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| Bounced my cheek on the floor
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| 'Cause anything worth doing
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| Is worth getting hurt for
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| I’ve made no mistakes
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| I’m never learning from that
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| I got no regrets
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| I wanna do it again
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| Do it A-G-A-I-N
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| So you can take me to the H
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| Take me to the O
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| Want you to take me to the S
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| Take me to the P
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| Want you to take me to the I-T-A-L
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| Want you to take me to the hospital
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| 'Cause its the color of a B
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| The color of a L
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| To the color of a O
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| The color of a O
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| To the color of a deep crimson red
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| From a little bitty accident
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| You better take me to the H
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| Take me to the O
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| Want you to take me to the S
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| Take me to the P
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| Want you to take me to the I-T-A-L
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| Want you to take me to the hospital |