When I become diagnosed
With cancers of lungs and throat
All those screams locked up inside
Parasites consume me whole
It leaks but I still man the ship
I'm pretty fucked
But I probably won't quit
And so how do I get through loss of blood
And painful drugs that make me worse?
How do I go blue of loss of love
And lack of hugs I had before?
Will you feed my helpless self?
[?] and gels
Help me find my tiny pills
Help me take my tiny pills
I would sign a contract in blood with the devil
If that would buy a little more time
I would give him all of the bones in my body
If that would mean a little more time
Because everyone is your best friend, when
Everyone is your best friend, when
Everyone is your best friend, when
You die
Everyone is your best friend, when
Everyone is your best friend, when
Everyone is your best friend, when
You die