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living like its easy, yeah i've got a family
i've got a family, a ghost of what i used to be
everything around me is broken shards of apathy
useless bits of apathy, distorting whats in front of me
and i've got furnace eyes and i would like to fantasize
about something better, we all need something better
than the stuff thats in my chest, its keeping me from rest
i want to shake this feeling, but i can't shake this feeling
and someday when i'm strong, i hope you come along
to see where i'm going, i don't know where i'm going
and on a quiet day, i hear the words you say
echoing in my ear
doctor, doctor, time to call the doctor
we've got a sick on our hands
doctor, doctor, time to call the doctor
i don't know where i am, i don't know who i am
so bring on all the years and unconfronted fears
i'm gonna meet them head on, gonna meet them dead on
and pile another stone and send me off alone
to see what i am made of, i don't know what i'm made of
maybe bits of clay that are subject to decay
foundations made to crumble, everything must crumble
or a heart thats made of tin where nothing can come in
just rust and fade away, i will slowly fade away
but deep down to the core, i hope theres something more
i'm running round in circles, bound to run in circles
and i'm looking for a light, just a single candle in the night
it will guide me home, spread my wings and fly back home
doctor, doctor, time to call the doctor
we've got a sick on our hands
doctor, doctor, time to call the doctor
i don't know where i am, i don't know who i am
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