Take Lots with Alcohol

Hello, what the hell am I doing here?
 That's a really nice suit, this is a really comfortable chair
 See, I don't know if you can help me or not
 'Cause I don't feel sick, no I don't feel sick
 But the pains in my head have almost put me underground
 I don't really care if I am healthy or not
 Just clean my head up, doc, I'll give you anything you want
 See, I don't know why I don't fall in love
 Well, maybe I know why, and maybe you can make it stop
 We'll cut it up and bury it and leave it underground
 And I'll take to wishing and fall under sleeping safe and sound
 Just give me medicine, prescribe me anything
 Just knock me out and walk me through the door
 Well I have no desire
 To see through my own eyes anymore, anymore, ha-ha-ha
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 Hello, what the hell are you doing here?
 You made a really strange face, this is a really uncomfortable air
 I see I'm boring you, well maybe I bore myself too
 That's why I need help, I'm cleaning blood off dusty shelves
 I've been cut up in this room so many times it might take days
 And those stress cracks in the wood, how nicely they soak up the stains
 Just give me medicine, prescribe me anything
 Just knock me out and walk me through the door
 Well I have no desire
 To see through my own eyes anymore, anymore, ha-ha-ha
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 Been telling myself these jokes for so long, well so long
 I'm a has-been who is heckled on the stage
 
 Been telling myself these jokes for so long, well so long
 I'm a has-been who is heckled on this stage