Accidents lyrics

by

Alexisonfire


[Verse]
Not sure what's worse, the wait, or the waiting room
"You're next, sir" becomes a cruel taunt to you
Recycled air, the smell of sleep and disinfectant
Your god is a two door elevator

[Pre-Chorus]
Do they even cure you? (Cut me open, drug me)
Or is it just to humor us before we die? (Repair all my defects)

[Chorus]
If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Interlude]
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Bridge]
Let's redefine, let's redefine
Let's redefine, let's redefine
Let's redefine, let's redefine
What it means to heal
[Pre-Chorus]
Do they even cure you? (Cut me open, drug me)
Or is it just to humor us before we die? (Repair all my defects)

[Chorus]
If only we could heal ourselves (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We wouldn't need to be hooked up to these machines (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

[Outro]
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
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