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Amnesia takes its course
or maybe this is my own choice
I want to forget you and everything you have done
Arthrits in my hips
my eyes are swollen shut
maybe these are just excuses, or good reasons why I can't run
~Away
the disease is alive
I don't really want to die
My heart aches and i'm losing my lungs
severly broken atrium, help me, my blood flow stopped
Seeing you kills the mood
apologies just won't do
but you aren't even sorry
so away with you and on with the killing
Anopheles
sting like a bee and hurts like a bitch
Anopheles
inhumane and the toughest shit
Anopheles
Anopheles
Anopheles
Anopheles