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You can give me
A pill to sleep
You can give me
Ten different kinds
But i lay down
Under sheets of concrete
And i can't get the weight of it
Off my mind
Feeling depleted
Feeling drained
Much like the blood
Was sucked out of my veins
I lay down
In a spinning room
In a spinning room
So, go ahead, diagnose me
Give me a name for my pain
Watch me very, very closely
Find the thing to blame
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