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They gave me doses of dioxide
Started coughing constantly
Nursed inside my wounded pride
Poisoned arrow in my knee
Then they stood around my bed
Said I was getting on famously
A faceless man in a TV van
Reprogrammed my naivety
I met you sparring in a corner
And you spat right in my face
People say it looks like tears
Because they`ll have seen the trace
And they take it as their job of work
To put me right back in my place
And I pretend that I wanna be
A contender in the human race

Now when you hit me
I don`t cry
The only thing that remains for me
Is to learn how I can say goodbye
Cos I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival
I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival
I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival

You know I thought that this was mist
But now I guess it is pollution
Caused by an economy of half-truths
And the resulting confusion
You sign a form the day you`re born
That commits you to collusion
With society`s special standards
And its optical illusions
Someone says you`re still alive
Gives you great expectations
But now you know you`re dead inside
Cos you feel no shock vibrations
Now you must control yourself
You can always cheat at patience
Soon I`ll be right in the dog house
Food for FBI alsations

Now when you hit me
I don`t cry
The only thing that remains for me
Is to learn how I can say goodbye
Cos I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival
I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival
I`m ready, steady, dead on arrival
Dead on arrival

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