Cpr

Bodyslam my chest and break my ribs like a bakers dozen of eggs
Each rib's a Humpty Dumpty never to be put back together again
Open up my lips and shove delicious air down my throat
But my dirty lungs, have got a bad sidewall leak

And when I start to move,
no it's not me, it's just a final desperate twitch
And when I don't come to, punch the air and curse your God
But please know, it's not your fault

You did your best
You did your best
You did your best