Lyrics to Ebola
something loudless, invisible has infected your body
can't recognized that your days are counted
you think you got a cold
but the next day you spit out your innards
your lungs are just a braddlin mud
feasting from inside your body
you cry bloodstained tears of the incredible
pressure from your eyes
braincells rotting, fever burns -
can't recognized that your days are counted
you think you got a cold
but the next day you spit out your innards
your lungs are just a braddlin mud
feasting from inside your body
you cry bloodstained tears of the incredible
pressure from your eyes
braincells rotting, fever burns -
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