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Chase this liquor down with perseverance One shot, two shots... one shot, two shots And three more reasons to just give up There's panic Cover your heart and hit the deck Static, I can hear your voice fade with every breath My body's half empty My body's half full with emptiness So get me to the doctor, and get me to a stethoscope Lay me on a hospital bed With my head on this paper pillowcase It seems like everybody's got a paper pillowcase We're almost see-through, we all can form We mold to whatever shape our master's hand is So keep him comfortable, keep him warm Be careful not to rip Be careful not to rip One shot, two shots... one shot, two shots And three more reasons see this through Interpretations, subjectiveness is key Circulation keeping the pulse in my body Letras de canciones My body's half empty My body's half full with emptiness Get me to the doctor, get me to a stethoscope Heart's still thumping, it's been pumping Pumping this gunpowder through my veins I got sunflowers in my brain Get me to the doctor Get me to a stethoscope Heart's still thumping, it's been pumping Pumping this gunpowder through my veins I got sunflowers Get me to a doctor, get me to a stethoscope Get me to a doctor, get me to a stethoscope Get me to a doctor Doctor, can you help me out? Doctor, doctor, can you help me out? Doctor, doctor, can you help me out? We're letting the rain wash away the dust off the butterfly's wings Oh... From Letras Mania