Artist: burnt by the sun
Song: patient 957
Numbed to the bone. Shaken down.
Can you feel the thickness of 24-hour days
can you feel the world and your blood escalate
can you feel your body from the neck up?
You sink. These desperate needs call more extreme means.
In a world of disease there are products to appease.
Resolution won't come back when the numbness fades.
Now more than ever. You never have to question the cure.
Our mark of civilization ends and begins with a price tag on everything.
See the ads. All the good health you could have.
Perfect life. Co-payed slave.
Diagnosed and baited the same day.
All hail this progress. It's all for sale. All hail.
