You are the few to survive If this disease eats us one mile per minute A cancerous lead A life it precedes You are the few still alive You seem mislead Left alone in bed A drugged up knock A cluster of blocks When we wait for the caretaker I'll start to loosen my ends When we wait for the caretaker You are the few in my mind An amphetamine dream A pastel scene You've lost the battle in your hands A mud-slinging fence Twisting meds at the end When we wait for the caretaker I'll start to loosen my ends When we wait for the caretaker I'll start to loosen my ends