Prognosis: Negative - Night Birds

Got a small infection

It’s turning bright red

If it gets into my bloodstream

It’ll go straight to my head

Can’t stop itching

Can’t stop scratching

It won’t go away, Oh No

Got a massive infection

Climbing up to my knee

Too late to call the doctor

Better call the CDC

Can’t stop itching

Can’t stop scratching

It won’t go away, Oh No

I’m a patient in an ER gown

Incapacitated, gagged and bound

Fighting a war that can’t be won

As limb by limb I come undone

Results are in Prognosis: Negative

Got a nasty infection

It went straight to my bone

Now I’m an amputee

I can’t put my pants on alone

Can’t stop itching

Can’t stop scratching

It won’t go away, Oh No

I’m a patient in an ER gown

Incapacitated, gagged and bound

Fighting a war that can’t be won

As limb by limb I come undone

I’m a lab rat in an ER bed

Watch the infection quickly spread

Out of control it grows and grows

From my head down to my toes

Results are in Prognosis: Negative