
The Surgeons Only Daughter
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- dark pop
- post-punk revival
- introspective
- alt-pop
- bedroom pop
- nocturnal
- 2020s
- ethereal wave
Lyrics
Verse 1
House smells like antiseptic
I keep the dinner on the warm setting
Empty hallway stretching
Three hours past my bedtime again
Pre-Chorus
Pager beeping in the hall
Frame hanging on the wall
Paper trail of missing things
Trophy that the neighbor brings
Chorus
White coats and the heavy doors
Saving souls on those sterile floors
They love the world more than the girl at home
Trading my time for a broken bone
Healing strangers in the night
While I'm sleeping without a light
They keep the pulse while mine is fading low
Good people with no place to go
No place to go
Verse 2
Ghostly rooms and blue scrub laundry
Pills and coffee on the granite island
One child left to wandering
Silence is the only sibling I have
Pre-Chorus
Clock is ticking on the shelf
Talking only to myself
Plastic wrap on every plate
Coming back a little late
Chorus
White coats and the heavy doors
Saving souls on those sterile floors
They love the world more than the girl at home
Trading my time for a broken bone
Healing strangers in the night
While I'm sleeping without a light
They keep the pulse while mine is fading low
Good people with no place to go
Bridge
Scalpel blade
Debt is paid
Lives are mended while I wait
Open heart
Rooms apart
Science is a lonely art
Chorus
White coats and the heavy doors
Saving souls on those sterile floors
They love the world more than the girl at home
Trading my time for a broken bone
Healing strangers in the night
While I'm sleeping without a light
They keep the pulse while mine is fading low
Good people with no place to go
No place to go
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