
distrust of doctors
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distrust of doctors
Ambient, melodic,Jungle,Vocal,bass, Synth,acoustic, emotional,Girl voice, impressive,vibe, alternative-rock, breathy, jungle,dark, breakbeat,neo, synth,soul, acoustic
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
White coat army, marching down the hall
Got a stethoscope, hangin' on the wall
Smile so practiced, words so smooth and clean
But behind the eyes, what have you really seen?
Got my symptoms listed, typed out on a screen
But you barely glanced, you're already keen
To write a prescription, another pill to swallow
But my gut is screaming, telling me it's hollow.
(Chorus)
Doctor, doctor, can I trust your hand?
Or are you just another cog in the corporate land?
I hear the whispers, the stories in the night
Of misdiagnosis, and treatments not quite right.
My body's aching, my soul's in desperate need
But your hurried answers plant a seed
Of doubt and worry, a fear I can't contain
Doctor, doctor, are you playing a game?
(Verse 2)
Waiting room silence, heavy in the air
Filled with anxious faces, holding back despair
We put our faith in you, our lives within your care
But the system's broken, it just isn't fair.
Short on time, long on the expense
Another blood test, adding to the suspense
They say prevention's key, but profit is the goal
Leaving patients vulnerable, losing all control.
(Chorus)
Doctor, doctor, can I trust your hand?
Or are you just another cog in the corporate land?
I hear the whispers, the stories in the night
Of misdiagnosis, and treatments not quite right.
My body's aching, my soul's in desperate need
But your hurried answers plant a seed
Of doubt and worry, a fear I can't contain
Doctor, doctor, are you playing a game?
(Bridge)
Maybe I'm paranoid, maybe I'm just scared
But the numbers don't lie, the truth is clearly bared
So many questions, unanswered and unheard
Leaving me to wonder, is this truly the word?
(Chorus)
Doctor, doctor, can I trust your hand?
Or are you just another cog in the corporate land?
I hear the whispers, the stories in the night
Of misdiagnosis, and treatments not quite right.
My body's aching, my soul's in desperate need
But your hurried answers plant a seed
Of doubt and worry, a fear I can't contain
Doctor, doctor, are you playing a game?
(End)
I'm searching for answers, a healing from within
Hoping to find a doctor, where the trust can begin.
Hoping to find a doctor, where the trust can begin.
