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Doctors

You don't care how I feel
You just hand out sugar pills
You can take your little pad
And shove it squarely up your ass

No, I won't sign your damn release
Don't care if you have degrees
You just sit on your fat ass
And count all your ill-gotten cash

Whatever's "wrong" with my health
Id rather deal with by myself
People these days have gone soft
Going to a doctor for a cough

I don't need your fucking help
You can go and fuck yourself
You run your tests,tell me I'm sick
You can suck my fucking dick
Written by SirCreepy (Colten Sorrells)
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