The patient

Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid.
Couldn't let this go, don't know, couldn't feel the hot blood running across my legs. This body reminds me that pain is an illusion.
It's too late for me. It's too late for us, Im so sorry.
We were so much specials but I was blind.
Gonna wait it out. Gonna watch it from the sea 'cause Heaven doesnt exist for people like me.