TulgaT - Patient

Микрофоны ард дуугаараа та бидний сайн танил болсон Тулгат - ын 2010 оны уран

 бүтээл Patient дууг та бүхэндээ хүргэж байна.

Lyrics:

I'm TulgaT, if you never ever heard of me/ 

Or any of my stories including my surgeries/ 

The first plot of cancer trying to murder me/ 

I'll let you know how it happened in a verse of three/ 

It all started in the fall of two-thousand and four/ 

Took my first step in Seattle and I was down with it all/ 

Got myself in a high school called Federal Way/ 

When I met new people, nothing was better to say/ 

Than, I'm from LA, Santa Monica/ 

After a few weeks, I was getting popular/ 

Walking through the halls of the school with no envy or doubts/ 

All the dudes calling my cool and the girls checking me out/ 

These moments, man it kept me going/ 

Left me knowing, there's no empty roaming/ 

But, there was this one night, I was going to bed late/ 

Just finished reading a book, and I start to feel a headache/ 

Chorus 2X: 

Why did this have to happen to me? I'm a patient 

Everyday I'm happy to be! I'm a patient 

Holding my pencil, my pad and my sheets 

I'm a patient x3 

Verse 2: 

I tried going to bed but failed miserably/ 

Lying there with the pain in my head, wishing to sleep/ 

Next morning, went to class with wisdom to seek/ 

Between the good and the bads for my vision to see/ 

Around that time, we lived by the mall/ 

So I swung by to get tylenol/ 

It was cold and windy cuz of the raining season/ 

Took two pills and my pain was easing/ 

Then later, it commenced aching frequently/ 

Like somebody pounding my brain repeatedly/ 

After a month, lost the left-peripherals in my both eyes/ 

Began bumping into things when I just didn't know why/ 

And I was tired of what was hurting me/ 

Told my brother to take me to the emergency/ 

Went and got a cat-scan, trying to cope the answer/ 

When the result said I was diagnosed with cancer/ 

Chorus 2X: 

I was fifteen when this tragedy happened/ 

Treacherous news had my family saddened/ 

Everybody being calm, but really just acting/ 

Wanting me to be strong, in my fear of my passing/ 

Mom and Dad said, "You got to make it"/ 

From three days before my operation/ 

When the day came, I was nervous, energy grasping/ 

Put on narcosis with my memories flashing/ 

For three hours, I was fighting for my life/ 

Kept battling 'till I gained a sight into the light/ 

Then I woke up dazed noticed a person there/ 

As my vision cleared up, I was in urgent care/ 

Then, suddenly I see people hover and linger/ 

It was my parents, my loving brother and sister/ 

I thank all of the surgeons and all of the nurses/ 

I learned something from cancer, I'm calling it purpose/ 

Chorus 2X: