The Surgery Room

I just came out of surgery
I couldn’t save the life inside the body
It’s happened before, but that doesn’t make it easy
Oh No. Oh no Oh no.

I don’t know where they draw the line
Is it murder if I was really trying?
I can’t believe I was used as a disease
But he was already dyin’
He was already dyin’

Death will take what life will give
I am here to help you live
Don’t close your eyes. Don’t say those goodbyes
Oh no oh no oh no

Some people were made to live
Some people were made to die
Some are in between; you’re not sure which way they lean
Those people were made to fight

How… can I live with myself (I’m a murderer)

Thou shalt not murder
Or is it thou shalt not kill
I fear both have been my doom
In this surgery room
Though I never meant them ill
Though I never meant them ill

How… can I live with myself (I’m a murderer)

Mad Scientist PHD

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