First, do no harm

She was just an organ that failed when my compromised body lost the fight

But growing up was what made me so fucking sick

And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck

That stuck to my bones and guts and stained every action

With the oily sense that it wasn't enough

First, do no harm

You are only a woman and he is merely a man

And I can be at peace with what you are

But growing up was what made me so fucking sick

And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck

That stuck to my bones and stained every word

That stuck to my guts, and actions with the sense that I was not enough

But I can be at peace with your neglect, and the look in his hair-trigger eyes

When a life full of misguided lies burst upon him like a sudden summer storm

First, do no harm

In deference to your sick logic that says:

"if the shoe don't fit, cut off the leg"

But I found two old tumours and cut them out instead

So overtired from pulling this thread

He worked his whole life for the soul of a worm

and his cold, panicked sweat makes the grave seem warm

He worked his whole life for the soul of a worm

and his cold, panicked sweat makes the grave seem warm

But growing up was what made me so fucking sick

And I was done up heavy with thick blackened muck

But growing up was what made me so fucking sick

And I was done up heavy…

First do no harm!

But I found two old tumors and cut them out instead