Behind the Façade - Hypochondriac

Doctor, doctor
You've gotta diagnose me
My blood's too thick
And it's drowning me slowly

Listen here, doc
I'm a good kid, I've always been
I get straight As, I go to work
So why then, why then
Is my heart skipping beats?
Why then, why then
Do I have three grey hairs?
It's not fair

Hypochondriac, am I a hypochondriac?
Doctor, doctor you've gotta diagnose me
Hypochondriac, am I a hypochondriac?
My blood's too thick and it's drowning me slowly
I haven't slept and my thoughts are unholy
I've been drinking too much coffee
It's messing with my body
My hands are shaky
Doesn't look too good on me
And I change my mind a lot

Sometimes I forget how to sing
But sometimes I forget how to be good at anything
Sometimes I lie, I'm not too good at that either
But it's easier than fucking fighting and biting my tongue
Pleading with, feeding my brain

I'm not insane
But doctor, doctor you've gotta diagnose me
Hypochondriac, am I a hypochondriac?
My blood's too thick and it's drowning me slowly
I haven't slept and my thoughts are unholy
I've been drinking too much coffee
It's messing with my body
My hands are shaky
Doesn't look too good on me

Doctor, doctor
I'm thinking that it's too late
I think I'm dying, I'm not worried 'bout your pay rate
You think I'm lying but it really feels like checkmate
Just fix me quickly, haven't even met my soul mate

Hypochondriac, am I a hypochondriac?
Doctor, doctor you've gotta diagnose me
Hypochondriac, am I a hypochondriac?
My blood's too thick and it's drowning me slowly
I haven't slept and my thoughts are unholy
I've been drinking too much coffee
It's messing with my body
My hands are shaky
Doesn't look too good on me

Written by:
Danielle Minch

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