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i GOT SiCK WiTHOUT REALiZiNG iT…MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE SAW iT COMiNG BUT i WAS SiTTiNG DUMBLY ON MY LiLYPAD AND DiDN’T EVEN NOTiCE. MY HEART STARTED BEATiNG SO FAST AND i COULDN’T SLEEP UNTiL DAWN. SWEATiNG THRU THE SHEETS, i PROMiSED MYSELF i’D TRY SOMETHiNG NEW. BUT THE DOCTOR AND THE POLiCEMAN ARE HOLDiNG HANDS, SO iT’S HARD TO KNOW WHO TO TRUST WHEN YOU’RE SiCK.

GOTHBOiCLiQUE

LYRiCS

ALL THE WAY OFF iN THE DiSTANCE,
A PART OF ME STiLL WANTED TO RESiST THiS
FOR NO REASON TALKiNG BOUT THE SAME THiNGS AT THE SAME TiME,
WANTED TO EXPRESS HOW THE UNDESiRED SHiNE.

iT SEEMS LiKE i CAN’T CATCH A BREAK AND EVERY DAY THE SAME MiSTAKES,
FOR NO ONE ELSE, AND THE PRESSURE BUiLDS AND BUiLDS,
TiL WE CAN’T EVEN BREATHE.

TiL WE CAN’T EVEN BREATHE, iN WATER WHERE WE’RE MEANT TO SLEEP
THE STRUCTURE THAT WE COULDN’T SEE, LiKE A CHAiN AROUND YOUR MiND
iT PUT ME iNTO RETREAT.

BREAK DOWN, ANOTHER PiLL ANOTHER COMPOUND
ANOTHER CHAiN AROUND YOUR NECK NOW,
ALL THE WAY UP JUST TO FORGET HOW

SLOW, i’M ON NEW MEDiCATiON,
i DON’T THiNK i’LL SEE YOU SOON.
AND SO, i DON’T NEED MY MEDiCATiON TO UNDERSTAND
HOW TO MAKE THiNGS DiSAPPEAR.

A LONG WALK THRU THE SNOW NOW,
ALL THE WAY DOWN TO THE HOSPiTAL.
THE WATERS COMiNG iN SLOWLY,
THE PiLLS THEY TRY TO CONTROL ME (TROL ME)

LAST SUMMER iN THE PSYCH WARD i COULDN’T GET OUT
HAD ME SiTTiNG iN A GOWN WiTH MY FOOT iN MY MOUTH
i LiED TO THE DOCTORS i LiED TO MY MOM
SO i COULD GO HOME AND JUST


Writer/Editor/Producer/Director: Bryan M. Ferguson
Cinematographer: George Harwood
Steadicam: Ross Elliott
Gaffer: Graham Stevenson
Make-Up Artist: Laura McGowan
Art Department: Vari Ferguson

Nurses:
Vari Ferguson
Emma Burke
Hana MacKenzie
Alba Briongos

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