Mikki - Hale

So many diseases

Bind every ill mind with worried tongue
Everybody has to die, except the young
Looks like you poor thing might get cheated out unless you correct your physiological deficits
Isn't life a bitch?
Looks like you'll be needing me now
Nobody likes to see the sick
Clean you up so you don't smell like shit
Pay for gas we'll be there keep pulling you out of the ground

In pieces we pull you around
Turn down every sound
You will not suffer unbound to the ground

Written by:
Michael Ayres

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