The Faint - Symptom Finger | Текст песни

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• The Faint
• Symptom Finger

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

Don't buy the sickness on T.V.
You want your health, they want the fee.
You see the ads and start to think,
"I feel it coming on..."

No, no.
Target market television,
Telepharmavangelism,
Symptom finger.

I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

You open up and let them in.
It's nothing conscious. What is this?
I feel a burning in my eye,
It's from the television lies.

Slow. Slow it down.
Wait, now decide. Okay.
I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.

Don't admit you're sick,
Let your fit body bury it.
The faintness that you feel
Is nothing permanent.

You've got to get the shit they sell;
The pills that fix the way to feel.
Now they've shown you what to get,
You feel it coming on.

Low, low lowdown.
High paid, prime time capsule maker,
Sickness lover.
I'm gonna shut it off,
Down all the power.
I'm a doctor today.
I'm curing viewers by thousands.