When I become diagnosed With cancers of lungs and throat All those screams locked up inside Parasites consume me whole It leaks but I still man the ship I'm pretty fucked But I probably won't quit And so how do I get through loss of blood And painful drugs that make me worse? How do I go blue of loss of love And lack of hugs I had before? Will you feed my helpless self? [?] and gels Help me find my tiny pills Help me take my tiny pills I would sign a contract in blood with the devil If that would buy a little more time I would give him all of the bones in my body If that would mean a little more time Because everyone is your best friend, when Everyone is your best friend, when Everyone is your best friend, when You die Everyone is your best friend, when Everyone is your best friend, when Everyone is your best friend, when You die