Wake up call Counting off the days Cruel fate, forced upon you Unexpected countdown
"And when you thought life was all set Your family, your comfort zone Your corner of joy..."
It grows within Inbred therein Gun pointed at your head Sickness' next of kin Let the news sink in Accept that you're a has-been Fighting uselessly A battle you can't win
"And they're coming for ya A stretcher to take you away Words of solace A comfy room to end your days..."
A hope for treatment While you slowly die A death foretold Diguised by doctors' lies
"Life expectancy: less than 3 months We'll try our best Have faith in the research..."
It grows within Inbred therein Gun pointed at your head Sickness' next of kin Let the news sink in Accept that you're a has-been Fighting uselessly A battle you can't win
A battle we won't ever winTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
