Verse 1: Healthcare, many mistakes, it doesn’t work Most stay ill and few are cured Unless your case is mild you’ll stay a while and when the bill gets high ya still will die Some operations work but when doctor makes a mistake it takes a reverse Genetic makeup may say to hang it up because you’re done for good They can’t turn back the hands of time for the geriatric man and wife It’s only a matter of time We’re all mortal Disorders will get ya and grip ya on all lands combined
Chorus 2x: Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer? Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
Verse 2: Healthcare workers are apathetic and very careless Ya think they’d be anxious with awareness They care about their paycheck not the patient They believe, ‘Fuck God I want a job’ Most are women, ya know how women are ‘You’ means straight men, do you need a seminar? Sure they’re good caregivers but to be objective with correctness I think that they’ll give up I think I picked the wrong career A heath carer is like a bad mood courier, bad news carrier, crazy card playing member
Chorus 2x: Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer? Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
Verse 3: You probably guess my overtone ‘cause I’m pessimistic and skeptic but I’m the honestest and you’re the dishonest, the wrongest, and I clarify and verify the lie that you use to hide and deny the fact that we all must die, don’t you ever be a med tech kid it’s the miserablest thing and the manager’s prick swings like a molester’s thing ’til you lie hit by it like I just did They probably won’t let me back in the lab ‘cause I laughed and this stab in their back They never anticipated my wrath but fuck ‘em
Chorus 2x: Who’s the destroyer? Are you the destroyer? Am I the destroyer? No, you’re the destroyer
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