Accidents;

I'm not sure what's worse: the waiting or the waiting room "You're next sir" becomes a cruel taunt to yourecycled air, the smell of sleep & disinfectant Your God is a two door elevator. Do they even cure you? cut me open drug me, Or is it just to humor 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. Let's redefine what it means to heal, Do they even cure you? cut me open drug me. Or is it just to humor 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 ~