| Doctor machine:
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| So, strip off your clothes and follow me
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| I’ll take you deeper than usually
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| Welcome to my labyrinth
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| The others are ready, with their uniforms and instruments
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| I wanna see your everything
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| and force my way under your skin
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| I’ll go inside your deepest cells
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| and cut you into pieces to make you better
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| Small creatures will itch your body like parasites,
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| waiting to shiver and shock,
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| lying unconsciously, but the mind travels on…
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| Pressure (pumping through your veins)
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| Plastic (laid over your face)
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| Guilty (of innocent games)
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| You feel some monsters digging inside!
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| Chorus 1
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| It’s time to concentrate into you
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| It’s time to let the blood out from you,
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| to see what can be made of you
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| It’s time to dig inside!
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| You want to have me in your body
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| You want to have me in your soul
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| coz now it’s the purest kind of wisdom
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| inside this rotten roll
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| Tiny little men are scratching your inner being
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| (Man, they are really going in!)
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| Throughout you’re now on my mercy!
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| Mind Music (takes you away)
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| Confusion (tears you apart)
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| Pain (escapes your mind)
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| Numb…
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| Tiny men are now afraid!
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| Chorus 2
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| The world is pumping pressure off you
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| while it’s watching everyone move
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| So now you know that I am not you
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| So I start digging inside
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| Patient:
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| Everybody’s more than able to creen into your inner being
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| while washing your brain with all religions of super money making
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| Every song today is revealing this frightening creeping feeling
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| Every message in every song is 'bout how all the good is gone
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| Are they really tearing me apart?
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| Are they really destroying my heart?
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| My world is in the state of an electric shock
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| While my wounded mind is bleeding, the world’s hanging all over me
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| and I’m just lying… unconsciously, unconsciously.
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| Doctor:
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| Chorus:
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| Now we are going to remake you
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| You have to trust us or we’ll break you
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| If you won’t obay we’ll betray you
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| Can we please start digging inside!
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| (Now you just have to lade from your wisdom
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| of your own last devision,
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| and share it with other people
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| while the needle has been taken out…)
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| Patient:
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| Dontcha follow me
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| Dontcha follow me
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| They’re tearing me apart
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| …my mind is escaping…
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| …while they’re really coming in… |