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You've got to boost your mind
Just don't leave behind
Your right to freedom
- seek all the answers

Don't throw away
Your biggest chance
To find a life to live

Studying ways to comprehend
Try to understand the human matter
Try to understand -
Try to understand the understood

Dedication made your head a cold thinking machine
Medications are the law
You're born just to win
To win the race to be the model doctor
The modern doctor
The fancy doctor

Your illusions fade away
When you make an error [x4]
Goodbye

Throwing away your only chance
You thought that you knew
Crippled man, sad remains
God will not help you
No friend but yourself
You'll pay for that
Prepare for the real test

Throwing away your only chance
You thought that you knew
Crippled man, sad remains
You'll pay for that
Prepare for the real test
God will not help you
No friend but yourself

Compassion dies
Lords of opression
In jail you'll die
Your knowledge won't help you now

Loser
This is what you are
Bad dreams
Nightmares, mental scars
The weight of justice will crush you
And smash your middling good intentions
You've got to boost your mind    Just don't leave behind    Your right to freedom    - seek all the answers       Don't throw away    Your biggest chance    To find a life to live       Studying ways to comprehend    Try to understand the human matter    Try to understand -    Try to understand the understood       Dedication made your head a cold thinking machine    Medications are the law    You're born just to win    To win the race to be the model doctor    The modern doctor    The fancy doctor       Your illusions fade away    When you make an error [x4]   Goodbye       Throwing away your only chance    You thought that you knew    Crippled man, sad remains    God will not help you    No friend but yourself    You'll pay for that    Prepare for the real test       Throwing away your only chance    You thought that you knew    Crippled man, sad remains    You'll pay for that    Prepare for the real test    God will not help you    No friend but yourself       Compassion dies    Lords of opression    In jail you'll die    Your knowledge won't help you now       Loser    This is what you are    Bad dreams    Nightmares, mental scars    The weight of justice will crush you    And smash your middling good intentions