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Your Disease Is Nicer Lyrics

What'll I do till my fingers dry? Till the messy little grabbers get their way?
I would cancel all the answers in the wink of an eye
Just to give my hands a decent place to play

I don't wanna hear about your poor, private hell
I don't need to see you scars or count your tumors
I'm corrupt, and I'm feeling swell
Why do you complain so often when your disease is nicer?
Your disease is nicer
Everybost trusts in me that I'll make them well
Now I'm here to put an end to all those rumors
When you meet my prize personnel
You're as good as in your coffin, 'cause your disease is nicer
Your disease is nicer than mine

Standing all day in a sterile room
Can leave a surgeon feeling kinda drained
I'm bored with all your bleedin' and I'm sick of your doom
You're only here to keep me entertained

Year after year, my practice thrives
And I still treat my patients all the same
I play with their emotions and collect on their lives
And someone else will always get the blame

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Record Label(s): 2002 Sounds Reasonable
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