The Art Of Anesthesia

Sometimes I think about who I should believe
The people who are dead or the people who are free
Sometimes I hear them as they whisper to me
I try to stay awake so I won't die in my sleep

And I was quick to take a second look through
The window on the door of the operating room
And the adrenaline, it threw my eyes
To the table on the floor where the patients lie

I saw his face and I could not speak
As the anesthetic kissed his cheek
I felt my lips go cold and my limbs go weak
Because the body on the table where the patients die was me
It was me

Give me back my oxygen mask
Cause I don't want to feel the walls of my heart collapse
So put me under
I would sooner die on this table
Than face what causes me to be so unstable

There was a lie between my demons and me
And a body made of paper in the passenger seat
As I open my eyes, I could not see
I felt the stitches come loose and the blood run free

And as my thoughts began to shake
I felt the hand of the darkness kiss my face
And then the devil woke up and he grabbed my throat
He pulled me down to the place where the silence grows

He looks at me with hollow eyes
And he whispered my name as the flowers died
I felt my heart went cold as I sank between
The ocean I am and the river I'm meant to be
I'm meant to be

Give me back my oxygen mask
Cause I don't want to feel the walls of my heart collapse
So put me under.
I would sooner die on this table
Than face what causes me to be so unstable

Now I'm standing by the window on a sunday
And I can't quite recall
Why I cannot move at all

And I feel so tired and wounded
Like the stitches on my soul came apart
I'm standing here in the dark

Well, maybe it's from the drinks we had last night
But good God, I love those friends of mine
The best that alcohol can buy

Or maybe it's from the lack of sleep
But those secrets I've kept, trying to be so sweet to you
It's dark, my dear
But it got me through, it got me through

So give me back my oxygen mask
Cause I don't want to feel the walls of my heart collapse
So put me under
I would sooner die on this table
Then face what causes me to be so unstable
Causes me to be so unstable

Sometimes I wonder if I'm only a ghost
Wearing human skin I never chose
I listen to the devil as he spoke
Because he tempted me with a beautiful rose