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Lyrics submited by: raistlin


not sure what's worse
the wait or the waiting room
"you're next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you
recycled air, smell of sleep, and disinfetant
your god is a two-door elevator

do they even cure you
(cut me open drug me)
or is it just to humor us before we die
(repair all my defects)
if only we could heal ourselves
we wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines

lets redefine, what it means to heal

do they even cure you
(cut me open drug me)
or is it just to humor us before we die
(repair all my defects)
if only we could heal ourselves
we wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines




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