Accidents Are On Purpose - Moneen

I’m not sure what’s worse

The waiting 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 elavator

Do they even cure you

(CUT ME OPEN DRUG ME)

Or is it just to humour us before we die

(REPAIR ALL MY DEFECTS)

If Only we could heal ourselves

We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines

Whoa whoa whoa…

Let’s redefine (6x)

What it means to heal

Do they even cure you

(CUT ME OPEN DRUG ME)

Or is it just to humour us before we die

(REPAIR ALL MY DEFECTS)

If Only we could heal ourselves

We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines

Whao whoa whoa… I’m not sure what’s worse

The waiting 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 elavator

Do they even cure you

(CUT ME OPEN DRUG ME)

Or is it just to humour us before we die

(REPAIR ALL MY DEFECTS)

If Only we could heal ourselves

We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines

Whoa whoa whoa…

Let’s redefine (6x)

What it means to heal

Do they even cure you

(CUT ME OPEN DRUG ME)

Or is it just to humour us before we die

(REPAIR ALL MY DEFECTS)

If Only we could heal ourselves

We wouldn’t need to be hooked up to these machines

Whao whoa whoa…