Where's the medic at? Some say they're Jesus and some claim to be prophets Well I'm neither one but I can see what's inside Some say they're Jesus and some claim to be prophets Well I'm neither one but I can see that you're losing your touch And now you're running away from All the ghosts of your past, all the scars that remind you What are you running away from? And do you think you'll find what is it you're searching for? What is it you're searching for? What is it you're searching for? What is it you're searching for? Some of you believe there's no way of escaping The scars of your past hold you down like straitjacket Some of you believe there's no way of escaping The scars of your past hold you down like straitjacket Yeah you know me, I used to sleep with a straitjacket on Yeah you know me And now you're running away from All the ghosts of your past, all the scars that remind you What are you running from? And do you think you'll find what it is you're searching for? What it is you're searching for? Someone call the medic, we've lost our minds Someone call the medic now, we're gonna die Someone call the medic, we've lost our minds Someone call the medic now, or we're dead I'm not a monster I'm just a sick man Who would do anything To have his soul back Scars are our souvenirs, The one thing we never lose Where’s the medic at? Some say they're Jesus and some claim to be prophets Well I'm neither one but I can see what's inside Some of you believe there's no way of escaping The scars of your past hold you down like straitjacket Yeah you know me, I used to sleep with a straitjacket on Yeah you know me, only the medic can bring me back