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White walls, a tapestry |
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Germfest, his majesty |
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O.R. procedure's going right |
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A sponge on the brow |
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I'm cutting deeper now |
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That's life spilling on the knife |
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It seems this patient's lost the will to live |
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It's such a mess, we must request |
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You hang on in there with your suffering |
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And by all means |
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Stay sick |
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This god complex, it don't come cheap |
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So stay sick |
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This golden temple ain't made of bricks |
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Brain bug, psychiatry |
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Depression, anxiety |
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Tell me, doctor, what's the deal? |
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Is it life I suffer from? |
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A post-war urban condition |
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A world gone mad, grinding me to kneel |
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The TV tells me what I need within |
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Here's side effects, a crutch to rest |
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Just eat your crap and take your medicine |
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And by all means |
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Stay sick |
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This god complex, it don't come cheap |
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So stay sick |
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This golden temple ain't made of bricks |
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The FDA, the AMA, your Senator, your Congressman |
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Don't think they're looking out for you |
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The COBRA plan, insurance scam, Medicaid, well, I'll be damned |
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Denying claims is what they're paid to do |
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Now I just want to die with dignity |
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But suicide don't cost a fee, that pre-existing suffering |
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Is what our system spins to yarns of gold |
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So stay sick |
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This god complex, it don't come cheap |
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So stay sick |
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This golden temple ain't made of bricks |
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So stay sick |
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This god complex, it don't come cheap |
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So stay sick |
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This golden temple ain't made of bricks |
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So stay sick |
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This god complex, it don't come cheap |
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So stay sick |
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This golden temple ain't made of bricks |
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So stay |