| I am disease, a violent dream
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| A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed
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| I wanna scream, make you believe
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| And shake you to the core of your entire being
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| You choke me up and cut me down
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| Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
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| You choke me up and cut me down
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| Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
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| Than the speed of sound
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| Are you afraid? |
| Are you ashamed?
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| I feel your pain, it’s rushing through collapsing veins
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| Malignant brain, so cold and fake
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| A diagnosis coming that you can’t explain
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| You choke me up and cut me down
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| Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
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| You choke me up and cut me down
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| Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
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| Than the speed of sound
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins
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| White blood cells running, running, running
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| Running through my veins |