Doctor Who Lyrics

My life in your clutch

Your palm, your touch

It's burns my heart

Do you love it

(Love it, love it)

In man I don't trust

Have you seen too much?

God has me in cuffs

And can I avoid this?

19 years of this

I don't feel the love

I don't feel enough

Or do I feel too much

I've given too many fucks

I'm running out of fucks to give

Should I break or pop the clutch

Hard not to give way to trucks

The high power

Brings a slight sour distaste

What if power's misplaced

And flowers shown

Are grown by mother's wet face

After receiving mother's fears

Slightly relieving for a doctor's ears

No more reasons to clean your smears

I fear professional detachment

Not trying to mention this

As malicious intentions

But I feel detached when

My life's in your sweet hands

And I pray they as warm as beach sand

I always watch where my feet land

Could be rocks

Or green plants

Wonder how much green means

For PM's clean plans

Cuz if I bleed, I don't need fees to

Ruin my life plans

Lemme heal for free for peace of mind

Cuz if you couldn't finesse the homeless

You'll scream for the

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My life in your clutch

Your palm, your touch

It's burns my heart

Do you love it

(Love it, love it)

In man I don't trust

Have you seen too much?

God has me in cuffs

And can I avoid this?

I wish could pray to you

But I have to pray to my deity

But I don't know who to believe in anymore

Listen to me

Listen to me

Please just heal us

If I use my money to buy time

I'm lucky to spend every dime

And be alive

How much does a human cost, is it subjective?

Does it change with the ethics?

Does it change with the medics?

Does it change with the methods?

The efforts hopefully are the same

But I can't trust the promise

So who do I blame

Probably myself

It's a shame I can't trust anybody else

The questions are stressing

Like stretching a urn

Are we objects of worth?

Were we raised from the dirt

Just to crash back to earth?

You decide when we die?

How much do I gotta imburse

For you to keep me alive

My life a subscription?

Next to my Netflix

And incorrect prescription

You make guesses at my condition

My autism, the field you triumph in

Might be the wrong assumption

You say I'm high functioning

But I grew up, screwed up

Now people don't see my difference

Doctors are our gods

And the devils money got the gods bought

You let a couple hens die

But a what cost

The pens die, eggs fry

Caged up farming

Preventing the chickens to fly

How do I reply

When you coop me up with a child

Conscious objection my ass

Doctor who, am I talking to

I don't trust you that's the truth

Know I should but I don't want to

You say don't take any drugs

Except the ones I hook you too

I know money involved

I don't know your heart

It could've dissolved

In this solution of green problems

Dunno if you get picked apart

If my heart stops pumping

Oh you tried your best

Here's your cred

Here's your check

But someone's dead, huh?

But that's not on your head, huh?

I'm just off my meds. Huh?

Part of me thinks doctors deserve the most

But the heart of me knows doctors are humans too

How can I cope

Ima gonna say now

I'll say it proud

Healthcare should be free

I don't fucking care how

I ask again

How much is a human priced?

How much until a life is too pricey

To live a life

The issue is money

The economy has failed humanity

Treat me with respect

Or I'll be at your

I'm a human being

And that's not a flex

That's a human spewing out of reflex

Reflections of your intentions

Aren't clear

That's got me reflecting on my fear

Like oh dear

I don't have reflex's

I don't know what's near

Might die tomorrow

And idk who'd bare

Who'd bare witness

Probably you bitches

I don't know what this shit is

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