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Lyrics

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 elavator

Do they even cure you
(cut me open, drug me)
Or is it just to humour 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

Whoa whoa whoa...

Let's redefine
Let's redefine
Let's redefine
Let's redefine
Let's redefine
Let's redefine
What it means to heal

Do they even cure you
(cut me open, drug me)
Or is it just to humour 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

Whoa whoa whoa...


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