Doctor, Doctor
Ben Eales
Your teeth are in my knees and I could let the crimson spill
Baby, fangs are not an issue, it's just looks that tend to kill
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
There's arsenic in my veins yet I've never felt more alive
Is it true then when you're dying that's the moment that you thrive
Oh-oh
Maybe so
Doctor, doctor, kill me
I don't care for all the pills please let me go
There's a chair waiting for me, it's reserved, it may even be a throne
So doctor, doctor, doctor
Play my favouritе song
It goes a little like a flatlinе
And I wanna sing along
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Listen to the music in the silence I speak
Listen to the way that my heartbeat peaks
Listen to me