Ms. Whitecoat Songtext

did the tests tell you what i know?
i hear the sick always say theyíre fine
so what about people who think theyíre out their mind
diagnose me (iím dying to know)
what is happening (to me and you)
youre staring at me (is it really that bad?)
now i come to find itís all in my head


how do we know that this is real
how could we tell, how can we feel?
itís all in your head,
and you wake up when youíre dead
theyíre shoveling the dirt back in

medicate just to function
itís never not anything itís always something
manipulate your thoughts (OH)
itís what they donít want
falling in to a hole with a bottle falling in to a hole with a bottle
swallow!
one by one, they prescribe
getting messed up just to feel alright
this has turned in to life
hollywood doctors and the time of your life
EXTEND LIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

waiting in the waiting room
just to hear your name
talking to a doctor
because the only other person to talk to is me
diagnose me (iím dying to know)
what is happening (to me and you)
youre staring at me (is it really that bad?)
now i come to find itís all in my head


how do we know that this is real
how could we tell, how can we feel?
itís all in your head,
and you wake up when youíre dead
theyíre shoveling the dirt back in