| My head is always busy
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| Stuck in a place I’ve been way far too long
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| It’s not paranoia
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| I’m stuck in this hell
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| In this shell, I’m securely locked away losing who I is, in a coma
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| Tell me how to fix it cause baby I have tried it all
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| Where did I go wrong, or out of order?
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| Doctor give me help, can you help me Dr. Pill?
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| Oh feeling strange feeling strange feeling strange
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| Oh feeling strange feeling strange feeling strange
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| Wake up in the morning feelin' iffy
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| (What is going on with me?)
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| When I look in the mirror I don’t know who this dude is
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| (Staring right back at me)
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| Dr. Pill, Dr. Pill, give me something, I’m feeling ill now
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| (What can you prescribe for me?)
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| Cause when I look in the mirror, I don’t know who this dude is
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| (Staring right back at me)
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| I admit I have been slipping
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| Stuck in a human-like cell
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| And it’s got legs and arms
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| It’s not me talking, bro, that is my face
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| I have not known who that face belongs to in a while
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| Keeping composure
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| Tell me what to do cause just talking it ticks me out
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| I want to turn me down
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| I’m out of order
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| Doctor give me help, can you help me Dr. Pill?
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| Oh feeling strange feeling strange feeling strange
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| Oh feeling strange feeling strange feeling strange
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| Wake up in the morning feelin' iffy
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| (What is going on with me?)
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| When I look in the mirror I don’t know who this dude is
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| (Staring right back at me)
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| Dr. Pill, Dr. Pill, give me something, I’m feeling ill now
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| (What can you prescribe for me?)
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| Cause when I look in the mirror, I don’t know who this dude is
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| (Staring right back at me) |