um correction on lyrics:
im not sure whats worse, waiting or the waiting room
'your next sire' becomes a cruel taunt to you
recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant
your god is a two door elevator
do they even cure you
(cut me open drug me)
or is it just to humour us before we die
(repair all my defects)
if only we could heal ourselves
we wouldnt be hooked up to these machines
lets redefine what it means to heal
um correction on lyrics: im not sure whats worse, waiting or the waiting room 'your next sire' becomes a cruel taunt to you recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant your god is a two door elevator do they even cure you (cut me open drug me) or is it just to humour us before we die (repair all my defects) if only we could heal ourselves we wouldnt be hooked up to these machines lets redefine what it means to heal