Plasters

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The doctor tells me

I’m connected to the weather

That I’m just falling from the

Rain sat on my dirty feathers

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He calls me darling and he

Stitches me whenever

I fall to pieces as

Only plasters hold me

Together…

 

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The doctor thinks I’m fine

He thinks I’m making up lies

The doctor thinks I’m fine

He leaves me here to die

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The doctor tells me to show him where its hurting

Hes looking deeper than my eyes

Were ever showing

He gives me reasons nothings

Special about me!

And as he stripped me only

Plasters held me together…

 F#, G, G#

The doctor thinks I’m fine

He thinks I’m making up lies

The doctor thinks I’m fine!

He leaves me here to DIE!

 

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C#, G#, E, D#

The doctor tells me

I’m connected to the weather

That I’m just dying from the rain sat on my dirty feathers

He gives me reasons

NOTHINGS SPECIAL ABOUT ME!

And when he stripped me…

He’d see…

 

 F#, G, G#

The doctor thinks im fine

He thinks I’m making up lies

The doctor thinks I’m fine

He leaves me here to die!

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Oh Doctor well you think that I’m fine

I’m hear to tell you that I’m breaking this time

Powdered bruises getting deeper with lies

 

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And the plasters are not working this time…