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Plague
(Timmy Amsbuist) Rotting my soul
and my insides Wondering when
the hell I’m gonna die Clots of blood
all about my face Destroying the
entire human race Seemingly dead,
they take me away Not really dead,
just nothing to say Clots of blood
drying all about my face As they take me
to my ending place I’ve got the
plague (save me, save me) I’ve got the
plague Seeing the
flames that will end my life Puts my soul in
eternal strife Maybe it’s not
the plague that kills But the wishes
of a sick man’s will Not able to move
or scream for my life My family’s
dead, died with no fight Clots of blood
drying on my face Not
as bad as my regretted fate |