Текст песни Hospital Radio - Mystery Jets
Daycare,
malware
No
longer
sleeping
Weeping
under
blankets
Panic
button
flashing
Gasping
for
a
cowboy
killer
Cold
and
calculated
Outdated
Alone
and
dying
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
I'm
reaching
out
a
hand
Helpline,
daytime
television
Permission
for
patient
pending
Trembling
and
absent-minded
Blinded,
missing
in
action
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
Who
is
in
command
I
don't
understand
When
you're
laying
in
your
bed,
raw
cold
and
bleeding
Wondering
where
the
hell
it
all
went
wrong
Praying
that
your
prayers
still
hold
some
meaning
We
will
be
the
spell
at
the
end
of
your
tongue
Hours
turn
into
seasons
As
you
wait
around
to
die
Howling
out
for
Jesus
But
he
waves
and
walks
on
by
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
I
don't
understand,
oh
no
I'm
reaching
out
a
hand
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
to
me,
hold
on
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
to
me,
hold
on
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
to
me,
hold
on
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
to
me,
hold
on
Hold
on,
hold
on,
hold
on
to
me
When
you're
lying
in
your
bed,
all
soiled
and
screaming
Wondering
when
the
hell
it
all
went
wrong
Wired
up
to
keep
your
cold,
cold
heart
beating
We
will
be
the
pill
on
the
end
of
your
tongue
When
you're
hanging
by
a
thread
staring
at
the
ceiling
Kicking
at
the
chair
you're
standing
on
Strangling
until
you're
no
longer
breathing
We
will
be
the
air
inside
your
lungs
Our
blood
is
not
for
sale
Our
blood
is
not
for
sale
Our
blood
is
not
for
sale
Our
blood
is
not
for
sale
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