STREAM

FLATLINE

[ATKS-0058]

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✩Lyrics✩

Paper gown replacing my clothes
And a plastic mask pulled over my nose
In the triage tents they prep the anesthetic
But I'm not quite ready to let my eyes close

I can feel your lies in my bones
Growing like a cancer, asking for an answer
Taunting me with ghosts in white coats
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na

Body on the table but the heart is mine
The tumor is a rumor but it's not benign
Cutting out the pieces of a flawed design
This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline
Crawling to the pharmacy to rot my mind
Filling out a script and I forgot my lines
Cutting out the pieces of a flawed design
This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline

I come alive to the scent of antiseptic
Separating clean cells from the infected
Medkits can't dispel the red mist
Till I carve a few more names off of the checklist

Reckless since the moment I knew
In the frantic thoughts I'd always find you
With a knife in my back, I duel with my wounds
Scalpels at the stroke of high noon

Walk ten paces, draw your weapons
Surgeon's tools and doctor's lessons
Call for seconds, treat for trauma
Operating theater drama

I ain't even mad, there's no way to say it tactfully
This amount of thinking bout your ignorance is bad for me
The agony of pulling teeth, you're nothing but a cavity
You put your words inside my mouth and drain my fucking battery
This is my testament, this is my final will
I'll see you all in hell, but I still got time to kill
You're a sick fuck, I'm Sidney coming home
I'd be on my way by now if you'd leave well enough alone

But you run your mouth
I think it's funny how
Every time you do I feel my nervous system shutting down
Symptoms coming back
Major heart attack
This is an emergency, get a nurse it's cardiac

Body on the table but the heart is mine
The tumor is a rumor but it's not benign
Cutting out the pieces of a flawed design
This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline
Crawling to the pharmacy to rot my mind
Filling out a script and I forgot my lines
Cutting out the pieces of a flawed design
This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline

Flatline
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Cutting out the pieces of a flawed design
This is how it feels to make a motherfucker flatline