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Barely Alive
(ttto: Dead or Alive by Jon Bovi)
It's all the same, only the doctors change
Every day, it seems I'm wastin' away
Another lab where the exam room is so cold
I drive all over just to get sent back home
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, barely alive
Breathing, barely alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes I sleep for days
Phlebotomists can never find my veins
Sometimes you tell the hour
By the medicine that you take
And when the fevers hit, all you do is bake
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, (sort of) barely alive
Breathing, (coughing) barely alive
Oh, and I ride
Oh, and I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, barely alive
I lay in bed
Loaded IV's in both arms
I'd watch TV, but only Sister Act is on
Been seen by everyone, but they still don't know what's wrong
I've seen a million doctors
And I've confused them all
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, (Low O2) barely alive
I'm a patient, the guy beside me just died
I'm breathing, (Code Blue) barely alive
And I abide, barely alive
I still thrive (sort of thrive) barely alive
Barely alive, barely alive, barely alive, barely alive. . .
(Guitair outro to flatline sound.)
(ttto: Dead or Alive by Jon Bovi)
It's all the same, only the doctors change
Every day, it seems I'm wastin' away
Another lab where the exam room is so cold
I drive all over just to get sent back home
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, barely alive
Breathing, barely alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes I sleep for days
Phlebotomists can never find my veins
Sometimes you tell the hour
By the medicine that you take
And when the fevers hit, all you do is bake
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, (sort of) barely alive
Breathing, (coughing) barely alive
Oh, and I ride
Oh, and I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, barely alive
I lay in bed
Loaded IV's in both arms
I'd watch TV, but only Sister Act is on
Been seen by everyone, but they still don't know what's wrong
I've seen a million doctors
And I've confused them all
I'm a patient, on gurneys I ride
I'm breathing, (Low O2) barely alive
I'm a patient, the guy beside me just died
I'm breathing, (Code Blue) barely alive
And I abide, barely alive
I still thrive (sort of thrive) barely alive
Barely alive, barely alive, barely alive, barely alive. . .
(Guitair outro to flatline sound.)