Spazone Lyrics

Bright lights

Uncomfortable chairs

Name called, and stale air

Check off lists, answered before

Name signed, tally up the score

Hours pass, patterned floors

Name called, and close the door

Breathe in, breathe out

Make sure i have a pulse

Shove a swab down my throat

Take one more vial of blood

Write a script, pack up my shit

I'm still feeling sick

Bright lights, uncomfortable chairs, name called, and stale air

A new room, looks like the past, a new test, can it be my last?

Chronic illness, chronic disease

I hope this next pill, goes down easy

Chronic illness, chronic disease

I hope this next pill, goes down easy