Ambulance (Canterbury)

Watch a line on a screen, Watch me fade I’m fast asleep, Watching a number drop too low. Close the wounds, shut the door, I can’t help you anymore. I’ll drive fast, but you’re dying faster. And you, you’ll keep us guessing way into the morning. Your life is an off switch away. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. I could practice this every day, But hurricanes they make things change. Eyes have died; blood has dried on him. Close the wounds shut the door I can’t help you anymore. I’ll drive fast, but you’re dying faster. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. There’s not very long to go now. I wish there was more that I could do for you now. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me. Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.