Washing up to prepare for the night
Resigned to the blood
A physician tries to learn
There’s no glory, it’s haunting
I saw such a thing
All those years ago
Bodies torn
Till the hurt that they’ve known is gone
With a bit of soap
It’s just a dangerous façade
Watching him shake
Frightened of the blade
Straighten the blade
I beckon
Not taught the right way
Washing up to prepare for the night
Resigned to the blood
A physician tries to learn
There’s no glory, it’s haunting
I saw such a thing
All those years ago
Bodies torn
Till the hurt that they’ve known is gone
With a bit of soap
It’s just a dangerous façade
Watching him shake
Frightened of the blade
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