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There's nothing wrong with you I can't fix! I come a runnin' with my little bag o'tricks In an emergency I'm very well prepared My scapel, mask and gloves; don't ever get too scared |
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Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you’re just like a pill
Instead of makin’ me better,
You keep makin’ me ill
You keep makin’ me ill -
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