We Have Instructions

We have instruction, we don't ask question
We do our job, we don't think twice
If she messed up, enough to be
Here she deserves, to pay the price

She seems quite lucid, she's cooperative
And rather well-behaved
She made a serious attempt
She was depressed, she was depraved

You mean I can't keep my own clues?
Just one book, I'll need something to read
Why am I being treated like everyone else
When my medication is all that I need?
This is crazy, I didn't hurt anyone else
But myself, which I firmly believe to be my right to do
But see, now that I've said that, you'll keep me here
I suspect several more hours than seventy-two

She's run more patients, that one pathetic
Worthless girl, not worth the fuss
She wastes our time and she's unique
She's fun to look at, that's a plus

This can't possibly be what my shrink meant for me
Can I call him and tell him there's been some mistake?
Is the guard with the gun making sure I don't run
Really touching my ass, God, I'm starting to shake

Yet she is hiding something dangerous
We will soon become aware
What has she done? We have no clue
And if we're honest, we don't care

What if I was crazy as they seem to think?
What if I can't be trusted with even a pen?
What if my only hope is surrender of body and mind
To the care of these men?
I will not cry, I'll fight somehow
To take what I can take from this experiment
So at least I fucking found
I will not fight, I will allow
I am committed, take me home

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