[GABE]
They've managed to get rid of me
Returned me to the grave
ECT, electric chair
We shock who we can't save
They've cleared you of my memory
And many more as well
You may have wanted some of them
But who can ever tell
Your brainwaves are more regular
The chemistry more pure
The headaches and the nausea will pass
And you'll endure
Your son is gone forever though
Of that the doctor's sure
The memories will wane, the aftershocks remain
You wonder which is worse, the symptom or the cure
They've managed to get rid of me
I'm gone without a trace
But sear the soul and leave a scar
No treatment can erase
They've managed to get rid of me
Returned me to the grave
ECT, electric chair
We shock who we can't save
They've cleared you of my memory
And many more as well
You may have wanted some of them
But who can ever tell
Your brainwaves are more regular
The chemistry more pure
The headaches and the nausea will pass
And you'll endure
Your son is gone forever though
Of that the doctor's sure
The memories will wane, the aftershocks remain
You wonder which is worse, the symptom or the cure
They've managed to get rid of me
I'm gone without a trace
But sear the soul and leave a scar
No treatment can erase
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