Dr. Thodt Songtext

he loves me on the operating table
a filthy mask filtering
no reflection there
in those sunken diamonds eyes

reaching out from the cold
dr. thodt

his smile stretches for a mile
across his bloody mask
down the white coat spilling
i need treatment

reaching out from the cold
dr. thodt
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