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Pretty Paracetamol Lyrics
Fischer-Z Pretty Paracetamol Lyrics
Pretty paracetamol you soothe my aching brow,
I need you when my heard is spinning round,
I look into the looking glass but none of them is me,
It takes at least an hour to put me down,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I hold you gently on my tongue and then you drift away,
It's hard to read the writing on the label,
I force my eyes out sideways but I can't resist the strain,
And it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I think I recognize a friendly face I've seen before,
I'm floating far too quickly to be sure,
(don't you despair)
Take this inner web of twisted memories and lies,
(There's no one there)
I'm fighting for a reason to go on.
Pretty paracetamol you soothe my aching brow,
I need you when my heard is spinning round,
I multiply myself by two in the mirror on the wall,
And it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control...
Pretty paracetamol you soothe my aching brow,
I need you when my heard is spinning round,
I look into the looking glass but none of them is me,
It takes at least an hour to put me down,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I hold you gently on my tongue and then you drift away,
It's hard to read the writing on the label,
I force my eyes out sideways but I can't resist the strain,
And it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I think I recognize a friendly face I've seen before,
I'm floating far too quickly to be sure,
(don't you despair)
Take this inner web of twisted memories and lies,
(There's no one there)
I'm fighting for a reason to go on.
Pretty paracetamol you soothe my aching brow,
I need you when my heard is spinning round,
I multiply myself by two in the mirror on the wall,
And it don't help me, no it don't help me,
First impressions often lie,
They often fool the naked eye.
I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control,
I think I've lost control, I think I've lost control...
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This is clearly (?) about someone with mental illness problems. Paracetamol is a painkiller (Panadol,Tylenol) The 'aching brow' could just indicate a headache, but then we hear about it taking an hour to 'take him down' (apparently being in agitated state). Trying to force the 'arms'(not eyes) out sideways is hindered by a straightjacket The narrator also doesn't recognize himself in the mirror (and maybe has vision problems, posisbly doublevision, indicated by 'them')
The 'first impressions often lie' line could however mean that the narrator is falsely considered mad (and kept drugged/restraint). This could be supported by 'it don't help me' and 'I've lost control', though all this could also apply to really metally ill person.
Thus the sone leaves us wondering whether this is a cry for help by someone is mentally ill or by someone who is falsely (maliciously?) treated as such...
To me that sounds like someone's suffering from migraines Quite well expressed!