Accidents
Alexisonfire
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2004-12-21 07:36:32 |
I'm not sure what's worse
the waiting or the waiting room
"you're next sir" becomes cruel taunt to you
recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant
your god is a two door elevator
Do they even cure you?
g:(cut me open drug me) or it is just to humor us
g:(repair all my defects) before we die
if only we could heal ourselves
we wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines
Lets redefine [6x]
(what it means to heal)
Whoa whoa whoa...
Do they even cure you?
g:(cut me open drug me)or it is just to humor us
g:(repair all my defects)before we die
if only we could heal ourselves
we wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines
Whao whoa whoa...
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