Disease — текст песни (macabre)

You woke up this morning
With a disease
The doctor said you will be dead
By the time you`re 30
Well if they find a cure
you just might be saved
But by the time they find a cure
You could be in a grave

You have a disease
And you will die
The time has come
For you to cry
Spreading all through
You`re head
Pretty soon you
Will be dead
You can`t escape
It`s a gruesome fate
All you can do
Is wait
In your grave
You`ll decay
Because of a disease
That took you away

You died this morning
From your disease
They found you dead in your bed
At age 20
They didn`t find a cure
And you weren`t saved
So I guess you`ll have to
Decompose in your head

You have a disease
And you will die
The time has come
For you to cry
Spreading all through
You`re head
Pretty soon you
Will be dead
You can`t escape
It`s a gruesome fate
All you can do
Is wait
In your grave
You`ll decay
Because of a disease
That took you away