Clinical
By Cyph3rbeats
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The White lights
In a Cold room
Steady hands that never move
They say I’m good
They say I’m kind
They don’t see what’s left behind
Every scar
I help conceal
Every wound I make heal
Every pulse beneath my touch
Reminds me that I don’t feel enough
You look at me
like I’m clean
Like im nothing in between
But I still hear
Their voice inside
Breaking me
Where i cant hide
[Pre-Chorus]
I fix others
so I don’t break
I Hold my breath
so I don’t shake
If I stop
it all comes through
All the things
they made me do
*flatline*
[Chorus]
My Cold hands
Has Steady aim
I Cut it clean
And feel No pain
Im Built like this
Sharp and still
Call me calm
Call me clinical
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Cold precision
In every twist
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Call me calm
Call me clinical
(Ooh-oooh)
[Verse 2]
I remember cold machines
Bright lights and silent screams
My father’s face, replaced by lies
The Truth dissected
in front of my eyes
They told me I was chosen
That pain would make me strong
They carved their name into my skin
called it right, not wrong
You see a doctor standing still
But to them I’m something ill
When I move, it’s clinical
One mistake, makes it critical
[Pre-Chorus]
I fix others
so I don’t break
I Hold my breath
so I don’t shake
If I stop
it all comes through
All the things
they made me do
[Chorus]
My Cold hands
Has Steady aim
I Cut it clean
And feel No pain
Im Built like this
Sharp and still
Call me calm
Call me clinical
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Cold precision
In every twist
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Call me calm
Call me clinical
(Ooh-oooh)
[Bridge – Intimate Drop]
You see the calm
You see the cure
You don’t see
What I endure
A Cold light
In a White room
They said the pain would make me new
But you didnt know
What id become
You think I healed
You think I’m done
You don’t know
What they made me done
[Final Chorus – Bigger Instrumental]
[chorus]
My Cold hands
Has Steady aim
I Cut it clean
And feel No pain
Im Built like this
Sharp and still
Call me calm
Call me clinical
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Cold precision
In every twist
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Call me calm
Call me clinical
(Ooh-oooh)
[Chorus]
My Cold hands
Has Steady aim
I Cut it clean
And feel No pain
Im Built like this
Sharp and still
Call me calm
Call me clinical
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Cold precision
In every twist
They made a weapon
Now I exist
Call me calm
Call me clinical
(Ooh-oooh)
[outro]
