Vices Kills with disease Although he's publicly at peace During the operation drinks Eyes glazed The scalpel sinks into the wrong place You die before the final prayer takes place The ole binger effects the craft and his bagging more bodies than He's saving
Give him incentive Money, coke, weed Ferrari posters in garage his new reality The patient has shrapnel through the neck What do you suggest Sedatives and some sleep
When doctors fail When doctors kill Friday night downtown he was catching thrills He's a regular ace along the strip Get him a woman and he might write you a script
(doctor) Yeah I can feel it The high it feeds Morphine drip gotta feel it in my fucking system
Pray You've become prey Doctors wont save It's not the same Wont save your day
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