FLATLINE

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Paper gown replacing my clothes And a plastic mask pulled over my nose In the triage tents they prep the anesthetic But I'm not quite ready to let my eyes close I can feel your lies in my bones Growing like a cancer asking for an answer Taunting me with ghosts in white coats Na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na [Chorus] Body on the table but the heart is mine The tumor is a rumor but it's not benign Cutting out the pieces from a flawed design This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatlinе Crawling to the pharmacy to rot my mind Filling out a script but I forgot my lines Cutting out the piеces from a flawed design This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline [Post-Chorus] Help me Please Please Help me Help me help me help me help me Help me [Verse 2] I come alive to the scent of antiseptic Separating clean cells from the infected Medkits can't dispel the red mist 'Till I carve a few more names off the checklist Reckless since the moment I knew In frantic thoughts I'd always find you With a knife in my back I duel with my wounds Scalpels at the stroke of high noon [Bridge] Walk ten paces Draw your weapons Surgeon tools And doctor's lessons Call for seconds Treat for trauma Operating Theater drama [Verse 3] I ain't even mad There's no way to say it tactfully This amount of thinking 'Bout your ignorance is bad for me The agony of pulling teeth You're nothing but a cavity You put your words inside my mouth And drain my fucking battery This is my testament This is my final will I'll see you all in hell But I still got time to kill You're a sick fuck I'm Sidney coming home I'd be on my way by now If you'd leave well enough alone [Pre-Chorus] But you run your mouth I think it's funny how Every time you do I feel my Nervous system shutting down Symptoms coming back Major heart attack This is an emergency Get a nurse, it's cardiac [Chorus] Body on the table but the heart is mine The tumor is a rumor but it's not benign Cutting out the pieces from a flawed design This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline Crawling to the pharmacy to rot my mind Filling out a script but I forgot my lines Cutting out the pieces from a flawed design This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline Flatline Flatline Flatline Cutting out the pieces from a flawed design This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline [Post-Chorus] Motherfucker flatline Motherfucker flatline Motherfucker flatline Motherfucker flatline
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- Creep-P