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Don't Like Playing God (3:08)
Tired resident and somber nurse,
Sunken faces, they had come to say the worst,
Of slipped disks, malignant pain,
Hardly a life remains,
Reflecting, I look up and meet their eyes.
But I don’t like playing God,
When they look to me for the nod,
Morphine they say
Is a peaceful way to go.
Will I have to let him pass,
To see my mom at last,
With her arms open wide,
Will she give me the nod?
I don’t like, I don’t like playing God.
Flashback to comic books he’d bring to me,
From his suitcase, how happy I would be,
Now swallowing is just a chore,
Needs to cough up even more,
He has no desire to stay around.
There’s no escaping this responsibility,
All the family now looks to me.
Copyright 2006. Stephen GC
Music, lyrics and vocals, Stephen GC
Produced by Travis Allen and Nashville Tracks
Tired resident and somber nurse,
Sunken faces, they had come to say the worst,
Of slipped disks, malignant pain,
Hardly a life remains,
Reflecting, I look up and meet their eyes.
But I don’t like playing God,
When they look to me for the nod,
Morphine they say
Is a peaceful way to go.
Will I have to let him pass,
To see my mom at last,
With her arms open wide,
Will she give me the nod?
I don’t like, I don’t like playing God.
Flashback to comic books he’d bring to me,
From his suitcase, how happy I would be,
Now swallowing is just a chore,
Needs to cough up even more,
He has no desire to stay around.
There’s no escaping this responsibility,
All the family now looks to me.
Copyright 2006. Stephen GC
Music, lyrics and vocals, Stephen GC
Produced by Travis Allen and Nashville Tracks
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