Growing at an alarming rate
you multiply and mutate
inside of me this cancer rage
which is still expanding as I age
I put on this brave face
and put one foot forth to win the race
my words fall out of my mouth like hair
leaving me screaming, my soul bare
my mind is frail, my heart is weak
my eyes are blinded as my tears leak
lay me down on the table and examine me well
all the tools in the world wouldn't be able to tell
searching for an answer, a cure for this disease
name me for this condition, which brings men to their knees
this is the contingency of being, which I epitomize
Doctor Life bring me the remedy, it's time to euthanize.
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