Systematic
Bedsores
You cannot swallow what you've seen/see me there before you/and if I heal in time/try not to stare too much.
Surrounded by tubes and things/this heart machine knows me well/when my lungs begin to fill up/don't turn away in sorrow.
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Cause I've known this too long/when does death follow?/I am helpless, breathless/yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.
Roll me over when I get sick/change my bed when I piss/drug me up when I'm screaming/I've had way too much of this.
[Chorus]
Put my bed down/Turn the lights down low/won't you kill me softly?/please delete my misery.
[Chorus]
Tomorrow.
From Letras Mania