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Disease
Angers like a bad disease
One that leave you shaking, on your knees
Your begging,screaming, it's deaf to empty pleas
As it takes over, there are no loyalties
When you see red, you wanna see the blood drip
Makes you want their neck in a steel grip
And squeeze, until you feel their life start to slip
Adrenaline rushes, you feel no pain
And it can also drive you to the brink, insane
Makes you want to cut throats, feel the blood rain.
One that leave you shaking, on your knees
Your begging,screaming, it's deaf to empty pleas
As it takes over, there are no loyalties
When you see red, you wanna see the blood drip
Makes you want their neck in a steel grip
And squeeze, until you feel their life start to slip
Adrenaline rushes, you feel no pain
And it can also drive you to the brink, insane
Makes you want to cut throats, feel the blood rain.
Published 30th Oct 2013
| Edited 1st Nov 2013
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