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Disease

Truth is my wish for better things

No shame

Screenings destroys all my noble intentions

The tension is building resistance is thin

And the strength I possess becomes my greatest weakness

Defeated yet again, while it gets so close beneath the skin



Wanting escape from these traps we fall into

Now to the brink when in vain for something new



Feel the way, feel the way



The saplings that break free from infected soil

To reach for the sun while the cycle begins

But our roots keep us planted

While the sickness of ages fixes in

And still it gets so close beneath the skin



Please grant them free from this disease



Sweet, come place her in the sea



Wanting escape from these traps we fall into

Now to the brink when in vain from something new (x2)



To come

Disease /

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