Calamity on the corner
Mr. scientist please help
Stir up another batch
Of your magic medicine
Heat it up on the stove
Mr. Pharmacy man
They're hooked on the cure
So you'd better let them in
The shadows cause loneliness
To those going unseen
Youre the only one they know
To get the suffering to end
They look for a true ally now
Faith in the wrong person
The maniacal scientist
Pretending to be their friend
Their fragile lives become Torn
You have their belongings in Hand
Love gathers at their Headstone
While you cook more, to eat Again
But now the lead is against YOUR temple
And you're staring at the Graves
Of every misguided soldier
Whose timeline you quickend
A finger on the trigger
One bullet in the chamber
Justice doing us all a favor
Through the gun in your hand
No one to visit your headstone
A lonely soul not at rest
All to live within the ranks
Of evils' twisted little trend
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Calamity on the corner
Mr. scientist please help
Stir up another batch
Of your magic medicine
Heat it up on the stove
Mr. Pharmacy man
They're hooked on the cure
So you'd better let them in
The shadows cause loneliness
To those going unseen
Youre the only one they know
To get the suffering to end
They look for a true ally now
Faith in the wrong person
The maniacal scientist
Pretending to be their friend
Their fragile lives become Torn
You have their belongings in Hand
Love gathers at their Headstone
While you cook more, to eat Again
But now the lead is against YOUR temple
And you're staring at the Graves
Of every misguided soldier
Whose timeline you quickend
A finger on the trigger
One bullet in the chamber
Justice doing us all a favor
Through the gun in your hand
No one to visit your headstone
A lonely soul not at rest
All to live within the ranks
Of evils' twisted little trend
Mr. scientist please help
Stir up another batch
Of your magic medicine
Heat it up on the stove
Mr. Pharmacy man
They're hooked on the cure
So you'd better let them in
The shadows cause loneliness
To those going unseen
Youre the only one they know
To get the suffering to end
They look for a true ally now
Faith in the wrong person
The maniacal scientist
Pretending to be their friend
Their fragile lives become Torn
You have their belongings in Hand
Love gathers at their Headstone
While you cook more, to eat Again
But now the lead is against YOUR temple
And you're staring at the Graves
Of every misguided soldier
Whose timeline you quickend
A finger on the trigger
One bullet in the chamber
Justice doing us all a favor
Through the gun in your hand
No one to visit your headstone
A lonely soul not at rest
All to live within the ranks
Of evils' twisted little trend
Writer: Brian Keyes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid