I’m not sure what’s worse
The waiting or the waiting room
“You’re next sir” 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 humor us before we die (Repair all my defects)
If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa whoa whoa…)
We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa whoa whoa…)
Whoa whoa whoa…
Let’s redefine [6x]
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 (Whoa whoa whoa…)
We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa whoa whoa…)
Whoa whoa whoa…
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
(Hey, you're really crazy... You know that?) I thought that I was calling up my…
I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…