Will you come down and will you open me up
Will you fix me up, I'm all wrong
They say you formed me from the clay and the mud
But I'm all fucked up, I'm all wrong
All these pills eating me alive
Make me well or waste all my time
Open wide, swallow, desperately searching
Eyes closed, I follow, desperately give in
With a handful of pharmaceuticals
They're gonna fix me up, I'm all wrong
Plucked from a rib cage with all my flawed DNA
They'll try to shut me up, they're all wrong
Peel open my head and make me better
Shame to stay in bed through all this lovely weather
And i'm not waking up
Be my foundation when I am toppling over
Given up the drinks but i am never sober
And I'm not waking up
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