Doctors Are Dead Lyrics

In December, I can remember Summer's pharmacy
But it takes time to arrange a reason
I get out of my bed, my doctor's are dead

In the morning, light was a warning, that she wore to me
So we can feel the infatuation
When the flowers are dried, with powders we'll fly

In many ways, her holidays are holier now
Still I wonder how she came covered in a capsule
Called by her name, dazzled in a capsule
Cold and decayed, on the colonnade, no heart
No heart, no heart

In a season, I see with treason, she was harmony
But it takes time to rewrite the reason
I go out of my head, I drown in my bed

We awaken, only mistaken, there are vacancies
And we can live on the insulation
When the power goes out, I drown in my doubt

In many ways, her holidays, are holier now
Still I wonder how she came covered in a capsule
Called by her name, dazzled in a capsule
Cold and decayed, on the colonnade no heart
No heart, no heart

In many ways, her holidays, are holier now
Still I wonder how she came covered in a capsule
Called by her name, dazzled in a capsule
Cold and decayed, on the colonnade no heart
No heart, no heart