| Lyrics: | Sitting in a room waiting for some news
Sitting in a room with white knuckles
Not feeling so good
I didn't do the things I should
I said, "Doc, tell me what's wrong with me"
He had this expression he didn't know what to say
"It seems that you've contracted a new strain."
How could this happen to me?
Another victim another casualty
From fucking casually, another casualty
All the times I should have worn a jimmy hat
All the times I said, "What the fuck,
I won't look back, that's not for me."
I wouldn't listen to reason
Now look at me |
