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I feel like, if you could see me here
You would have some sort of empathy
But i don't think that that can happen, dear
Now that you've lost the eyes to see
Now that your fever's pulled you down
Into a deep hallucination
Demons and monsters all around
The perfect fix for your fixation
I don't know what you want from me
I kneel by your bedside on my knee
I hold a cold compress to your brow
And still this is all my fault somehow
Somehow
Somehow
I've sterilized all the instruments
I've washed my hands and uniform
I've got lots of experience
I've got lots of chloroform
C'mon sweetheart just lie down
Yes, this is going to hurt at first
But, i promise you, staying in this trance
Is going to hurt you even worse
I don't know what you want from me
I kneel by your bedside on my knee
I hold a cold compress to your brow
And still this is all my fault somehow
Somehow
Somehow
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