Health

My heart is lost in divide
White lies turn black overnight
And the fat cat waits on the other side

Seashells don't sing anymore
Washed up, clinging to the shore
And I'm halfway home when I realize

My god, why'd you talk to yourself like that?
Like that
How come you've been treatin' your health so bad?
So bad

Skin deep, still runs through your blood
Cruel treats, the wrong kind of love
And the dogs get rich off your penitence
My, my - my life's on the run

Keep time, believe in the gun
'til I see my face like evidence

My god, why'd you talk to yourself like that?
Like that
How come you've been treatin' your health so bad?
So bad



Credits
Writer(s): Tessa Jackson
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