I was reading through a centerfold
Doctor's office full of bums, scum, and centerfolds
21 but I feel like I’m gettin’ old
Glad I’m not yet though… I’m still before myyyy prime
My time is getting close
That’s what all the rappers say these days and it’s gettin’ old
All this boring boom bap shitand it’s gettin’ old
All this mumble humble jumble shit and it’s gettin’ old
All these so-called ‘legends’ in Hip Hop getting old
And waiting for the doctor to come out is getting old
My nose hurts, my back hurts, I’m sicker and sicker
Reading through these magazines just to look at the pictures
[Door opens] ‘Zachary? Could you come back with me?’
I put the magazine on the desk and limped to the door
Followed her down the hall to yet another door
We went inside and then she closed the door…
How’s it going? My name is this… and that this and that
I answered most the questions she didn’t ask
She said ‘The Doctor will be right with you.” Click and clack
Pen to her board, she dipped real fast… [door closes]
Sitting, sweating, even the pain is a blessing
I’m glad to be alive but fuck this room is depressing
White walls, closed door, the lights are too bright
Crushing the paper sheet under my body weight
I don’t wanna move ‘cause of the noise, I don’t wanna move it’s too quiet
I’d rather just sit here and wait in silence
I guess it’d be good to sit here thanking science
It’s probably for the best to just sit here ‘til the [door opens]
She said nothing at first… closing the door behind her
At this point my running nose is even worse and on fire
She pulled up a chair while I sat there in silence
She said ‘Nice to finally meet you Baphomet, let’s get started.’
I thought it was weird that she knew my name
Whatever though, I’m new to the game
She checked me out and checked her checklist
Touched my neck and removed my necklace
Not the type of piece you can just touch, it’s pretty precious
But I let her do it anyway, tingles down my neck
I’d probably let her do that to me any day, it felt great
She spoke softly saying nearly nothing, speaking in tongues
But it was not what she said that mattered as long as
I felt something and I did and I’ll always remember
That sensation I felt on an early morning in November
With its sunshine and brisk breeze and autumn leaves
She’s got me sitting here in this awful office and I’ll never leave
I want to be sick forever if it means I never leave
Fuck if it’s depressing I need her to touch my neck
If pain is a blessing than this the fruit from the Tree of Life
I bit the fruit, I bit the fruit from the Tree of Life!
Prayers unheard most nights
Not this time baby
Most doors won’t close right
Locked in, locked in
She said 'You’ll be alright
Never break these chains
Sleep now there’s no escape…'
Locked in, locked in
I sat there for some time as she touched my skin
I sat there and I took it like a real man
I said nothing… she made me weak and I felt strong
I said nothing… she touched my skin on my left arm
She grabbed my hand and told me to hold on like
There was nothing wrong… and there was nothing wrong
She brought her lips to my ear and sung a song
Drunken scumbag poet so I sung along screaming
Prayers unheard most nights
Not this time baby
Most doors won’t close right
Locked in, locked in
She said 'You’ll be alright
Never break these chains
Sleep now there’s no escape…'
Locked in, locked in
Cast my ballot with my door closed
Cast my ballot with my eyes shut
Cast my ballot with the door closed
Cast my ballot with their eyes shut
