Clinical by extra_unbearable - Zona

Clinical by extra_unbearable - Zona

Lyrics

[Intro]

### **[Verse 1]**

**[male]:**

When do I get paid for these off-book trials?

I signed with a fingerprint, no consent files

My body's a black site, a basement, a guinea pig pen

I'm waiting on a duffel bag that's lighter than my skin

They told me Phase 0 would be "exploratory"

Now I'm seeing through walls and my retinas are a story

The handshake deal said "possible visual disturbance"

I'm on week three and my optic nerve detached with urgency

**[female]:**

When do I get paid for these unsanctioned trials?

I was recruited at a bus stop by a man with no files

My body's a warehouse, a freezer, a specimen jar

I'm waiting on a money order that's not going far

They told me "off-label" meant I might feel a tingle

Now my cerebellum is dissolving like a Pringle

The verbal agreement said "minor side effects"

Now my jaw unhinges when I try to have sex.

### **[Chorus]**

**[male]:** Just felt a wire transfer ping, I said "Finally"

**[female]:** That was just the EEG flatlining

**[male]:** What they owed was in a napkin, scribbled in grease

**[female]:** And thoroughly buried, like my retinal release

**[male]:** You're the compensation that only exists in a shoebox

**[female]:** Nowhere to cash, just in the void we paradox.

### **[Verse 2]**

**[male]:**

I got dosed with something, I'm trying to blink but my eyelids are gone

Should've stayed at the temp job, should've stayed on the lawn

Someone needs to call somebody, my pupils won't constrict

I'm just looking for a envelope, I'm just looking for a fix

Took a brave look at the mirror this morning

Whatever they gave me, it gave me a second set of horns

Neurological, ocular, peeling at the retina

I need to call the guy, I need to call a clinic-a.

**[female]:**

I got injected with something, I'm trying to swallow but my throat is sealed

Should've stayed at the diner, should've stayed in the field

Someone needs to notify nobody, my ears are growing inward

I'm just looking for my cash, I'm just looking for my pay

Took a quick glance at the back of my hand

Whatever they pumped in me, it turned my bones to sand

Ototoxic, dermal, melting through the enamel

I need to call the recruiter, I need to call a channel.

### **[Bridge]**

**[male]:** I just hit the floor, you went as low as a fluke worm

**[female]:** A parasitic brain, a no-ethics confirm

**[male]:** What do you need? All those back-alley PhDs for?

**[female]:** Published in nothing but you still keep opening more doors

**[male]:** Dissected for profit but at least I kept my sight

**[female]:** You're a backwater Mengele, a stain on the night.

### **[Verse 3]**

**[male]:**

Talk about a fair handshake, it's a myth

This is not how I pictured the gift

Knew the recruiter's smile was off from the start

Even with only a brainstem I coulda told you he was a shark

My foresight sees the payout but it's meaningless

I've been radicalized

But since when hasn't the body been compromised?

**[female]:**

Talk about an off-the-books agreement, it's a sham