Текст песни Eight of Nine

These hospital walls are the palest of white
Here in this desert
They're reciting my last rites
The smell of these halls
Brings temporary comfort
As oxygen flows through my blood

El Corazn was poisoned tonight
Shes on her 8 of 9

When half of all your prayers are insincere
The other half are lies
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Here is this watermark under this bridge
The point where it crested
Rolled back and drifted into the sea

I climb from this wreckage
As the smoke begins to clear from my lungs
The closest of close calls has happened tonight

Its time that I made things right for the first time since the last time
Let this moment of clarity lift this curse that has been cast upon me
So appreciate the good times, but dont take the worst for granted
Because you only get so many second chances