Текст HEALTH – NC–17

How are we supposed to stop?
When I look back
I don’t ever want another chance
I wonder why we start at all

And I won’t go back
I remember how it really is

Where are we supposed to go?
When I look back
We’re trapped in a primitive past
Why would you want to start over?
I won’t go back
I don’t ever want to try again
Why would we ever start over?

And I won’t go back
I remember how it really is