Pandemic Blues

If I told you not long ago That I'd kill myself at home It'll serve you right to have some hope With these tests I pass, tomorrow I'll know I've been high for so long I feel like a ghost Sickened by the whole Please, inquire as I let go What of this wrath incurred in Control SARS, I yearn to grow In a fever dream Mankind is scorned Mourning as so many lives are lost In a fever dream Mankind is scorned Mourning as so many lives are lost