But you see it's not we
It's not MY... prismaly
In my head, tears are shed
They are FIGHTING
With their PILLS and their PADS
And look now, we're depressed!
With our meds, With our meds
They are cryin'
In ERs, ICUs...
Can you see... ??
What's in your meds??? in your meds???
Zombies?
Another brother breakin'
Docs are taking over
When the violence causes SILENCE
We must be mistaken.
It's the same ICU
Since I last came to you.
In my head, hospital beds
They're still fightin'!
With their pills and their tests
And their ECTs, less and less
They are TRYIN'
In my head... hospital beds
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ya, ya-a
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Thursday, June 5, 2025
M.issed I.n P.art
"Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken?"
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