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I play doctor for five minutes flat
Before I cut my heart open...and let the air out
Three bugs, a pound of dust
Some wind spilled over me
In the strangest manner that had
Broke away my tear spout
As I lie there
With my tongue spread wide open
A black widow had offered me
A sweatheart tube
As I injected
The candid heart that I selected
She said don't hesitate
Just do what you have to do!
It's hard to stay between the lines of skin
Just cuz I have nerves, don't mean that I can feel
I wasn't very much fun to be with anyway
Just let the blood run red CUZ I CAN'T FEEL!
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time...
It's time
It is time
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