The Art Of Anethesia

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 don't die in my sleep
And I was quick to take a second look through
Of 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 the devil woke up and grabbed my throat
He pulled me down to the place where the silence grows
He looked at me with hollow eyes
And he whispered my name as the flowers died
My heart went cold as I sank between
The ocean I an 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
And I'm standing by the window on a Sunday
I can't quite recall
Why I can not move at all
And I feel so tired and wounded
Like the stitches on my soul came undone
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, the alcohol
Or maybe it's from the lack of sleep
But those secrets I've kept, trying to be sweet to you
It's dark, my dear
But it got me through
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
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