All in all I think I'd call this operation a success
Closed the gash and sewed a patch to cover up this little mess
Dying is much worse than being dead they say, they sewed
The patch to cover up the mess, what's stitches long erode
Everybody thinks I'm getting worse but really I am saved
Seen the truth split wide and used, sterilized and autoclaved
Dying isn't half as bad as waiting for the knife to fall
Arrow, blade or hand grenade, I've made love to them all
And where did the colors go?
Running out their bodies flowing
Always redder
Where did the doctor go?
Let him know he's needed on the floor
And where did the colors go?
Running out their bodies flowing
Always bluer
Where did the doctor go?
Let her know she's needed on the floor
Needed on the floor
Newborn accidents are being sent to to their inheritance
Is it good to be hotblooded or is it a hindrance?
Some may say that being born is worse than the alternative
But just as long as you embrace me, I will make you want to live
And where did the colors go?
Running out their bodies flowing
Always redder
Where did the doctor go?
Let him know he's needed on the floor?
And where did the colors go?
Running out their bodies flowing
Always bluer
Where did the doctor go?
Let her know she's needed on the floor
Needed on the floor
Needed on the floor
Where did the colors go?
Where did the doctor go?
Where did the colors go?