Way In Rye - Cancer (Original Demo) | Текст песни

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Verse 1
Just imagine that you have a brain cancer
First you do, you don't believe in it, and swear
For yourself it's delusion, soon got the answer
That it final Solution, late-stage cancer and anger
fill me sense of injustice kill me, I wanna run
but don't know where, the rage is stun
Me take cold air, and heart to drum
And don't believe it all become like that
my body numbed when thought'd appeared in my head
Every day I look up to the sky
And askin' to God, Why?
I hope you will give me a sign
Why I deserved it? Why I deserverd to die?

Chorus
now i lose my fears
cause i know, my place in a grave
I've found a freedom
God give me a second chance

Verse 2
So one month has passed, I still depressed
Cause nothing've changed like I guess, my request
had no response The mess in my head is getting less
Nowadays it turns into cruel despair
man It's my jail and my funeral prayer
I look at the mirror I have no hair
I'm so scared and tired of the nightmare
Waking up in a cold sweat, I am fed
I changed, I became another
I tried withstand, I swear but I can't
It's too hard to know that soon you'll die
I cry, I drink too much sedative
One day I want to commit suicide
But my mom's stop me. I'm tired
Of this life, I want that it over

Vesre 3
Tomorrow I will have an operation
for real, I don't believe in fucking salvation
My psychotherapist said me it will be all right
But I wanna puke when hear his fuckin' lie
He know that I will die, all of you know that I will die
I wanna scream because i can't decide, weakness
Every one of you will still alive, you can't grasp me, no
But death may will take me right now
All of you wanna help me but you just do worse
Do touch me, leave me alone it's my fucking curse
I can't get my purse get rid of this shit, i am lost
I nothing can do with it, and your attempts cheer up
Make me more hurt, your words cut my fucking heart
Today, my last day I'm to lock myself in my room Fuck
why? too long i ask myself, and remember good words
Your life is flirt with death, and now I know why.

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