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Call him, call the medic
Call him, call the medic
Oh call him, call the medic
Call him, call the medic
Oh call him, call the medic
Call him, call the medic
Oh call him, call the medic
Oh call him, call the medic
He's up from the couch and he's starting to sing!
Oh I'm not feeling great
And I've brought it up
Oh much too late so
I'll just sit and wait, I'll sit and hyperventilate.
And it's hard when
It's about you (Why?)
Cause I've got complex feelings too
And it's hard to get them through to you, yes it's hard to express them to you.
And now the doctor said
“Son, this can not wait, you know we've really
We've really gotta operate
And it's critical that you tell the truth, is there really something wrong with you”
So while I'd love to sit
And conversate
The nurse has said it's bad for my mental state
I got nuts and bolts and metal plates, and this brain dead brain to resuscitate
So wrap me up
And spin me round
Then cut me up and sell me to the butchers downtown
I got nothing left in my hollow head, no thoughts no thanks just pain and dread
I said wrap me up
And spin me round
Then tie me up and let me sink to the bottom of the ground
Don't let my body go to waste and pray the local seafood likes the taste
And I’m not, ever gonna die
No I’m not, ever gonna die
But life is hard to live, with tears that never dry
I've tried to wipe these eyes and I feel it closing in
Like when I was 22
That awful shade of blue, and
Butcher please cut me up and cut me into even parts
Don’t let the neighbors starve
And doctor, please cut the wires and make it all go dark
A medically induced fresh start
But death is just symbology, of future change to future me, so relax
But this don’t feel metaphorical, this pain I feel is horrible, yes it is
I think I've been here before, I'm what they call a hypochondriac
Now eternity waits for me, darkness times infinity, how's that?
Now faster, faster, you better choose, a life much better suited to you
Not this one for celebrities where they’ll hyper-analyze your personalities
And the X-rays show it's an unknown growth, sent by god for personal growth
And the cryptic riddled message reads don’t ignore your feelings please
So I’ll try my best to tell the truth, and it only took till verse thirty two
Purge these thoughts of death and hell, god I hope this motherfucking record sells!
Our young hero’s feeling much better
He’s decided to check himself out of the Wesley hospital
His mum’s on her way to pick him up
He’s heading home to watch the second half of Saving Private Ryan
Life’s pretty great, until next week
