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
(woah...)
Or is it just to humour us before we die

(woah...)
If only we could heal ourselves
We wouldn't.. need to be hooked up to these machines


Whoa whoa whoa...


Do they even cure you
Or is it just to humour us before we die


Let's redefine (6x)
(woah...)
What it means to heal


Do they even cure you
(woah...)

Or is it just to humour us before we die
(woah...)
If only we could heal ourselves

We wouldn't.. need to be hooked up to these machines

Whoa whoa whoa...