Sitting in a room waiting for some news
sitting in a room with white knuckles
not feeling so good
i didn't do the things i should
I said "doc, tell me what's wrong with me"
he had this expression he didn't know what to say
"it seems that you've contracted a new strain."
How could this happen to me?
another victim another casualty
from fucking casually, another casualty
All the times i should have worn a jimmy hat
all the times i siad "what the fuck,
i won't look back, that's not for me"
i wouldn't listen to reason
now look at me