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Down with disease |
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Three weeks in my bed |
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Trying to stop these demons that keep dancing in my head |
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Down with disease |
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Up before the dawn |
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A thousand barefoot children outside dancing on my lawn, and I keep |
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Waiting for the time when I can finally say |
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That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way |
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But when I think it's time to leave it all behind |
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I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop |
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Down with disease and the jungles in my mind |
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They're climbing up my waterfalls and swingin' on my vines |
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So I try to hear the music but I'm always losing time |
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'Cause they're stepping on my rhythm and they're stealin' all my lines |
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Stealin' all my lines and I keep |
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Waiting for the time when I can finally say |
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That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way |
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But when I think it's time to leave it all behind |
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I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop |
