Verse 1
Clipboard lies and scribbled notes
They traced my scars like horoscopes
He stares through glass that doesn’t shine
And says, “Tell me where you crossed the line.”
Pre-Chorus
Every answer opens wounds
Every question is a tomb
Chorus
The doctor will see you now — strip your soul bare
Dig through the damage like he wasn’t there
You scream the truth, but he already knows
He’s been in your head — since your first dose
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Verse 2
He asks about the dreams I fake
The pills I hide, the smiles I break
He nods like he’s some savior ghost
But his shadow’s burned into my throat
Pre-Chorus
He clicks his pen, I count to ten
Wondering if I’ll walk again
Chorus
The doctor will see you now — dissect your lies
Chart your trauma and monetize
He speaks in riddles shaped like commands
With blood on his gloves and fate in his hands
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Bridge (spoken, whispered, echoing)
“Patient 108… final diagnosis: self-inflicted delusion disorder.”
“Progress minimal. Identity fractured. Recommending indefinite containment.”
(beat)
“Also… I am you.”
(sound glitch, static rising)
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Final Chorus (explosive, full strings + layered vocals)
The doctor will see you now — but don’t you blink
He’s carved in the walls, in the ink you think
You wore his coat to play pretend
But he’s been watching you
From the deepest end
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Outro (music drops to slow piano + echoing footsteps, heart monitor beeping)
Final whisper (your voice, trembling):
“I just wanted to get better.”
(flatline)