Bad Patient Songtext / Lyric

There's rain on the line between his ear and mine

Lost in translation, bad patient

I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation

He's French, a hack, white, Caucasian

We fuck in sadness, a cold frustration

Then we're fine for a while, our hearts adjacent

He types, I read and we clash on the keys

He corrects, I direct the bones of the text

But he's silent, too ill, too fragile

Too still and I'm violent and rash, slow down for the crash