Lyrics:

Sitting in a room, waiting for some news
Sitting in a room with white knuckles
Not feeling so good
I didn't do the things I should
I said, 'Doc, tell me what's wrong with me?' (What's wrong with me?)
He had this expression, he didn't know what to say (say-ay-ay)
'It seems that you've contracted a new strain!'
How could this happen to me?
Another victim, another casualty
From fucking casually
Another casualty
All the times I should have worn my jimmy hat
All the times I said, 'What the fuck?
I won't look back, that's not for me'
I wouldn't listen to reason
Now look at me