Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cure for Cancer , by - Dangers. Song from the album Messy, Isn't It?, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 04.01.2010
Record label: Vitriol
Song language: English
Cure for Cancer |
| It’s all downhill |
| From here, old man |
| Auf wiedersehen |
| Two steps forward |
| Six feet underground |
| Standing O |
| Take a bow |
| Lab coats |
| Machines |
| And all the chemotherapy |
| Don’t seem |
| To me |
| An answer to these tears you long to see |
| So i ain’t crying no more |
| I’d pull out the plug |
| If i could muster up the love |
| No one wants memories of |
| Skid marks |
| Pants pissed |
| Jim Beam |
| Mary Jane |
| Wherefore art thou Kevorkian? |
| No way |
| Jose |
| It’s not for me |
| This life spent basking in you agony |
| Give me the longest walks |
| Prescribe for me the shortest piers |
| I ain’t going out like that |
| No way, not me, I’d rather die |
| And as I stood there by his bed |
| Bowls of Jell-O, crusts of bread |
| Stared straight into his eyes |
| And I wanted him to die |
| And I felt the shame |
| Of such, such naiveté |
| That someone young |
| That someone dumb |
| Someone my age |
| Could feel so callously |
| To want to piss in the fountains of youth |
| To dance all night on the graves of the dead |
| To want to tear those pink ribbons to shreds |
| And as he lay there in his bed |
| 80 pounds, half dead |
| He said, «Bink, please hold my hand… |
| I don' think that you understand… |
| Oh, puneta, I’ve done all that I can |
| And I don’t want to die.» |
| You’re gonna die |
| You’re gonna die |
| You’re gonna |