Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hospital Radio, artist - Mystery Jets. Album song A Billion Heartbeats, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 25.06.2020
Record label: Mystery Jets
Song language: English
Hospital Radio |
| Daycare, malware |
| No longer sleeping |
| Weeping under blankets |
| Panic button flashing |
| Gasping for a cowboy killer |
| Cold and calculated |
| Outdated, alone and dying |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| I’m reaching out a hand |
| Helpline, daytime television |
| Permission for patient pending |
| Trembling and absent-minded |
| Blinded, missing in action |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| Who is in command |
| I don’t understand |
| When you’re laying in your bed, raw, cold and bleeding |
| Wondering when the hell it all went wrong |
| Praying that your prayers still hold some meaning |
| We will be the spell at the end of your tongue |
| Hours turn into seasons |
| As you wait around to die |
| Howling out for Jesus |
| But he waves and walks on by |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| I don’t understand oh no |
| I’m reaching out a hand |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on to me, hold on |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on to me |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on to me |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on to me |
| Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on to me |
| When you’re laying in your bed, old, soiled and screaming |
| Wondering when the hell it all went wrong |
| Wired up to keep your cold, cold heart beating |
| We will be the pill on the end of your tongue |
| When you’re hanging by a thread staring at the ceiling |
| Kicking at the chair you’re standing on |
| Strangling until you’re no longer breathing |
| We will be the air inside your lungs |
| Our blood is not for sale |
| Our blood is not for sale |
| Our blood is not for sale |
| Our blood is not for sale |