The Doctor's Grip
Sent to the basement again
Sent to the basement and then
Here they come to extract my blood
Made useless in my veins
I can't see through the pain
The doctor's loss is my gain
This is what I want, my body to be gone
But I can't escape the Doctor's grip
I feel his hands around my neck
They penetrate my flesh
Their lies they'll inject to my IV drip
Lay (me) down
Autor(es): Indigo Plateau
