Chase this liquor down with perseverance
One shot, two shots
one shot, two shots
And three more reasons to just give up
There's panic
Cover your heart and hit the deck
Static, I can hear your voice fade with every breath
My body's half empty
My body's half full with emptiness
So get me to the doctor, and get me to a stethoscope
Lay me on a hospital bed
With my head on this paper pillowcase
It seems like everybody's got a paper pillowcase
We're almost see-through, we all can form
We mold to whatever shape our master's hand is
So keep him comfortable, keep him warm
Be careful not to rip
Be careful not to rip
One shot, two shots
one shot, two shots
And three more reasons see this through
Interpretations, subjectiveness is key
Circulation keeping the pulse in my body
My body's half empty
My body's half full with emptiness
Get me to the doctor, get me to a stethoscope
Heart's still thumping, it's been pumping
Pumping this gunpowder through my veins
I got sunflowers in my brain
Get me to the doctor
Get me to a stethoscope
Heart's still thumping, it's been pumping
Pumping this gunpowder through my veins
I got sunflowers
Get me to a doctor, get me to a stethoscope
Get me to a doctor, get me to a stethoscope
Get me to a doctor
Doctor, can you help me out?
Doctor, doctor, can you help me out?
Doctor, doctor, can you help me out?
We're letting the rain wash away the dust off the butterfly's wings
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