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he was found in pieces in an operating room...still need to get a positive ID this is indeed thedoctor's body, we found a tape in the operating room...the death was by no means quick...lock the place down...no one gets in or out, we may have someone dangerous on the loosei'm sickkk and tiredof being a gun for hirenot a lover not a fighterjust a crazy a writeremptying a bottleand swallowing a lit lighterthis a toast to the quotes that chokethat have a hold on me when i don'ti say i'll quit but i know i won'tquote fuck you unquoteoh, doctor welcome to the showthese are just some words i wroteyou can sit there and take your notesand you when you lose all hope shove the meds down my throatit's deadly silent in your stethascopemy heart cracked that's when my mind brokeand you're just in my head i knowand you're just in my head, i don't knowemptying a bottleSongtexteand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteri'm sickkk and tiredof being a gun for hirenot a lover not a fighterjust a crazy a writeremptying a bottleand swallowing a lit lighterwe've both been here beforean open wound and a locked dooryour prognosis numbs the painAND I WANT I WANT MOREseeing straight is such a choreand my whispers turn to roarsthe monster in me never snoresAND IT WANTS IT WANTS MOREit's deadly silent in your stethascopemy heart cracked that's when my mind brokeand you're just in my head i knowand you're just in my head, i don't knowemptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighteremptying a bottleand swallowing a lighterSTAYING HUMAN IS THE HARDEST PARTI CAN'T FINISH WHAT I'LL NEVER STARTWON'T BE OK WON'T BE SANEOR I'LL BE OK BUT NEVER BE THE SAMEDOCTOR, I CAN'T REMEMBER THE NAMECAN YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING FOR THE PAIN?DOCTOR, HAVE WE MET BEFORE?CAN YOU TELL ME IF WE'VE EVER MET BEFORE?it's deadly silent in your stethoscope,it's deadly silent in your stethoscope,i'm sickkk and tiredof being a gun for hirenot a lover not a fighterjust a crazy a writeremptying a bottleand swallowing a lit lighter Aus Songtexte Mania