Cimi Cifuga - Rocuronium Lyrics

I hear voices in between my purkinje fibers
There the inner eye is smiling while I'm trying to separate
My own fears are thriving with no wings to fly them
Without words to describe him
Only ultrasound to imbibe him

I can't play my relative rate
Until I bust my gut bizzaro
While the patient waits for something to happen

Just made a cut in a hole to your heart
And that's the place to start
But of course we'll stitch it up
And keep the blood flowing in the right direction

I can't play my relative rate
Until I bust my gut bizzaro
While the patient waits for something to happen again

Just pushed a little rocuronium
To create the parallelism in your mind prism
Got the anesthetics and the old prophetics preaching on
Can you trust the shunt in your soul at the restart
It's the phase we keep re-phrasing
To keep it all from falling apart

The body can't deal unless it feels
The fullest of diseases
The mind don't shake no permanent wake
No sense of when it freezes
While you lay and wait for something to happen