Disease

i'm the one who should have died good for nothing but telling lies take it in then puke it back can't bleed red, my heart's so black.... i'm disease... kill me can't conceive my place in time got my meter can't find rhyme false collection, throw it out ma*s confusion, pain and doubt throw the shit thru all the gla*s make a peace that's meant to last thoughts and words pollute my brain run away, runaway...