sick of sacrifices taking time wasting all your crosses crucifying anyone who sees your skin inside you re staring at the window not outside so don t have anybody and don t stay here waiting on me you re telling all the patients like you know what surgery will save them course you don t and now you face the families crying outside you never were a doctor thought you d try so don t have money on me when you go kill everybody and don t stay don t touch don t hold me cause you think it don t hurt when it s killing your cloak of aspiration lives and dies your dreams all get recycled a thousand times a thousand times so don t have anybody and don t stay here waiting on me