This Will Make Sense In The Morning Lyrics

Woke up in a hospital ward.
Took the elevator down to the lobby payphone.
Cause in your bed is where you pray to yourself.
Maintain the pulse.
Insert the IV drip
Begging for the codeine and your rosary
until your face is blue.

There's no use for anesthesia when every patient is a ghost
Try to keep your body still against the things you've feared the most.

"Don't breathe"

"It's alright, I've already up the dose"

"These hands don't shake, when these mirrors are windows"

I'm comatose under the knife.
Let's get this diagnosis right.
This drugs is turning into therapy.
Call the nurse to kill the lights
They said I'm sick but I feel fine.
I swear I'm not the way I used to be.

I'm picking at these stitches
Would you say I've stabilized?
Cause the charlatan's prescription is turning feverish with lies.


Stay on top of your patients, nobody knows that I've been wandering halls.
Stay on top of your patience, they said that you've got eyes that could collapse these walls.

Woke up in a cold hotel room.
Made my way from the bed down to the cracked bathroom floor.
Cause in your bed is where you pray to yourself.
Don't lose your breathe.
Decrease the thermostat.
Screaming cause the tempo in my chest skips beats.