[wind rustling]
♪ ♪
[horse neighing]
♪ ♪
♪ Turning up emotional faders ♪
♪ Keep repeating self-hating phrases ♪
♪ I have heard enough of these voices ♪
♪ Almost like I have no choice ♪
♪ This is biological stasis ♪
♪ My mood’s shifting too manic places ♪
♪ Wish I laughed and kept The good friendships ♪
♪ Watch life Here I go again ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry ever again ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry this is the end ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Ever since day one ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ Then pop another one ♪
♪ Keep my dolls inside diamond boxes ♪
♪ Save them 'til I know I’m gon’ drop this ♪
♪ Front I’ve felt me around me oasis ♪
♪ Paradise is in my hand ♪
♪ Holding on so tight to this status ♪
♪ It’s not real, but I’ll try to grab it ♪
♪ Keep myself in beautiful places ♪
♪ Paradise is in my hands ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry ever again ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry this is the end ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Ever since day one ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ Then pop another one ♪
♪ Pop another one ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ Then pop another one ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry ever again ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ I can’t see me cry ♪
♪ Can’t see me cry this is the end ♪
♪ (Ooo) ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ My biggest enemy is me ♪
♪ Ever since day one ♪
♪ Pop a 911 ♪
♪ Then pop another one ♪
♪ Please patch the line ♪
♪ Need a 911 Can you patch the line? ♪
♪ Please patch the line ♪
♪ Need a 911 Can you patch the line? ♪
[screaming]
[defibrillator whirring]
[man] All clear.
[gasp]
[paramedic] Shh. Stay calm. Just gonna check you out.
You'll be fine. You were in an accident.
Anybody die?
[paramedic] We're gonna ask you a few questions.
[doctor] Are you on any medications right now?
I didn’t have pain pills.
-Everything's fine. -Stefani, look at me.
-My leg. -You're leg is gonna be fine.
-I can't feel it. -The tourniquet
♪ ♪
[Stefani] I can't feel my body.
♪ ♪
-I'm sorry. -Your leg is gonna be fine.
♪ ♪
I don't want to die.
[indistinct voices over radio]