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Strapped with 6 blood lines They left in my IV How could they be this unkind Looks like I'm train-spotting This truly is a fun time How can I eat when my drips a meal How can I speak when my lips are sealed Treat my room like it's a petting zoo Oh the doctors are offending you You don't respond that's why they get the view They're reaching for my covers I'm just screeching for my mother Wish I could tell her to end it This is my final sentence I'm sending The time is up for my sentence Got the reaper finalising my exit My time is up tell my brethren I'm finally hitting a dead end Like I'm some science experiment they're prying my innocence You'll die you won't feel a bit They hold my life by the finger tips All because they think I no longer need a drip If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me What is left of me Imagine being sick on your birthday Can't even be served cake all because of this cursed ache Wonder why I'm here in the first place Trapped inside my living room Perhaps if I can get in tuned But I'm crashed and simply flicking toons I wish that I could sit in school I feel I'm numbing my mind The clock I'm running behind Wonder why I've been designed to slowly loosing my eyes No voice just muted dialect from poison that you and I digest A magic mix of elixir A tragic sip makes me sicker Cracks my lips till I'm bitter The blood can't drip any quicker Swell my melon to throat Develop hell till I choke If I'm not hit with pneumonia it'll dwell until it will show Attacking straight at my blood cells I cannot manage them both A manic man that invokes a preyer in hope I can cope This phantoms leaving me broke This beds becoming my throne How the hell can I stand it my legs can barely just hold I've been mistaken for ghosts with the problems that have arose If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me What is left of me If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me If looks could kill I'd be the death of me Add a smile some blood to the recipe You see I wanna survive but is it meant for me I feel it's taken my mind ain't nothing left of me What is left of me