First, do no harm
She was just an organ that failed when my compromised body lost the fight
But growing up was what made me so fucking sick
And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck
That stuck to my bones and guts and stained every action
With the oily sense that it wasn't enough
First, do no harm
You are only a woman and he is merely a man
And I can be at peace with what you are
But growing up was what made me so fucking sick
And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck
That stuck to my bones and stained every word
That stuck to my guts, and actions with the sense that I was not enough
But I can be at peace with your neglect, and the look in his hair-trigger eyes
When a life full of misguided lies burst upon him like a sudden summer storm
First, do no harm
In deference to your sick logic that says:
"If the shoe don't fit, cut off the leg"
But I found two old tumours and cut them out instead
So overtired from pulling this thread
He worked his whole life for the soul of a worm
And his cold, panicked sweat makes the grave seem warm
He worked his whole life for the soul of a worm
And his cold, panicked sweat makes the grave seem warm
But growing up was what made me so fucking sick
And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck
But growing up was what made me so fucking sick
And I was done up heavy...
First do no harm!
But I found two old tumors and cut them out instead