Diagnostic Heart

I have a diagnostic heart, cold and analytic love
I see the symptoms read the charts, sterile hands in rubber gloves
Been too long in quarantine. I need some intensive care
Disconnect me from machines. Let's have a messy love affair

This terminal immunity from your infectious laughter
It's a patient kinda privacy that kills happy ever after
I begged do not resuscitate. I didn't want your life support
But your heart didn't hesitate to heal my diagnostic heart

According to Hippocrates, first do no harm
Casual affairs yield casualties, the first to go
My diagnostic hear

A miracle, a paradox, it takes two different heart beats
Kinda like a pair of socks will warm a pair of cold feet
Circulation is the key. Pressure builds and tears apart
A surge right through my circuitry, bypass my diagnostic heart

According to Hippocrates, first do no harm
Casual affairs yield casualties, the first to go
My diagnostic heart



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Writer(s): Susan Gibson
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