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I say I'd rather be sick or even |
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Ashes in some pot |
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Than to be stuck pretending |
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To be healthy when I'm not |
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I know you think I'm dyin' |
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'Cause I'm under Jesus' curse |
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Well, when I'm on my deathbed |
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I don't want you for a nurse |
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At Least I know what's killing me, yeah |
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I don't live a fantasy |
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And though I know you disagree |
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At least I know what's killing me |
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I've got a piece of paper |
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And it tells me something's wrong |
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It says they think I'm dying |
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And that I ain't got too long |
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They don't do any testing |
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For the thing that's wrong with you |
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No cure for what you say |
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No cure for what you do |
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At least I know what's killing me, yeah |
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I know the enemy |
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And though I know you disagree |
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At least I know what's killing me |
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You're alive on the outside |
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But you're the walking dead |
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Better grow good stuff on the inside |
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Or bad stuff'll grow instead |
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I'll tell you something true |
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Though you may doubt |
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I'd rather be me with AIDS |
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Then to have to be you without it |
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Well, at least I, yes at least I |
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Well at least I can wake up in the morning |
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Take a good long look at myself in the mirror |
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And say to myself: Well at least I know |
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Well at least I know |
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Well At least I know |
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Hey! |
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What's killing me |
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At least I know the enemy |
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And though I know you disagree |
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Well, at least I know what's killing me |
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And though I know you disagree |
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Yeah! Well, At least I know what's killing me! |
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Yeah! |
