terminal, what disease told me too late whats this cough and wheeze fatal, youre shittin me a second opinion is what I need laughin in a windstorm blowin all the cornstalks down cryin in a funeral home forward my mail, six feet underground elimination contagious, say why not not just me waitin to rot painful, yeah I know when I had to go im yankin on my plug and I cant seem to get it loose pullin all the stops your ideals change. when you got nothing to loose. elimination eliminate the right eliminate the wrong eliminate the weak eliminate the strong eliminate your feelings eliminate too late eliminate the hope eliminate, eliminate if I had just one more day id turn it all around id make a play of good, clean livin and dig me out of the ground and if I had just one more day id say it to your face pull the plug on everyone eliminate this race. we want to cure and we want it now. reissue hope we dont eare how youre makin a mess diseasin a nation runaway train to elimination hopeless theres no doubt set on a slow burn from the inside out carefully say what for last one out closes the coffin door spendin all you saved and wishin for a little more if im lookin at the ceilin then I must be layin on the floor. terminal, what disease told me too late whats this cough and wheeze fatal... youre shittin me a second opinion theres gotta be laughin at the epidemic something is going around crying at the epidemic pullin on nails, six feet underground.
Posted on: Wed, 04 Dec 2013 00:50:14 +0000
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