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You are the one disease that could change my destiny A single airborne virus took out my colony Everything that you said affects me deeply, compromises my immunities and Where did you get off being the voice - to spread your plague to me Now I am sick with a heart full of empty My kingdom for the serum, an antidote to you Your arrogance infected my unprotected muse When you opened your mouth, you made a change in me You shit, you questioned my abilities and all for your defense to make you feel big I never thought I'd be so suseptible to injury If information is God, then I lost my faith today The truth has worn my confidence away and now for the first time I'm wishing you ill - the way you did on me if only the anger would make me feel better You are a deadly thing and I'd like to see you bleed You operate in trenches, you network in the weeds I admit that I'm beat, didn't know you'd be direct Your precision struck calamity and left me paralyzed - I can't do what I do You seemed innocent But now I am Samson - you cut all of my hair You are the one disease that could make my fear come true You only needed three words to push the illness through If I recover someday, I know what I must do You stain the floor you walk on, I ought to punish you If I recover someday, I know what I must do You stain the floor you walk, I ought to punish you
©2000 by Happy Rhodes / Auntie Social Music
All rights reserved
Music, lyrics, voices, instruments and arrangements - Happy Rhodes
See Left Hand Demo credits for additional info
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