The Attendant

You’re so certain that you’re tired of chasing ghosts
I’m such a burden
A parasite destroys it’s host

I’m so toxic, I’m so hurtful
How am I to be saved?
Maybe it’s the medicine, or maybe it’s the state I’m in
Come save me from myself again
But you’d stay away if you know what’s best

I’m not a person, just a lump inside your throat
I’m so self-serving
You’ve been warned don’t get so close

I’m so toxic, I’m so hurtful
Who am I to be saved?
Maybe it’s the medicine, or maybe it’s the state I’m in
You’ve come to save me from myself again
But you’d stay away if you know what’s best

Maybe it’s the medicine, or maybe it’s the state I’m in
A toast to you, you always know what’s best