Fatal, you're shittin' me a second opinion is what I need
Laughing in a windstorm blowin' all the cornstalks down
Cryin' in a funeral home forward my mail, six feet underground
Elimination elimination eliminate the right eliminate the wrong
Eliminate the weak eliminate the strong eliminate your feelings
Eliminate too late eliminate the hope eliminate, eliminate
Contagious, say why not not just me waiting to rot
Painful I know it couldn't be easy when I had to go
I'm yankin' on my plug and I can't seem to get it loose
Pullin' all the stops your ideals change. when you got nothing to lose.
If I had just one more day I'd turn it all around I'd make a play of good, clean livin'
And dig me out of the ground and if I had just one more day I'd say it to your face
Pull the plug on everyone eliminate this race we want to cure and we want it now.
Reissue hope we don't care how you're makin' a mess diseasin' a nation runaway train to elimination
Hopeless there's no doubt set on a slow burn from the inside out
Carefully say what for last one out closes the coffin door
Spendin' all you saved and wishin' for a little more
If I'm lookin' at the ceiling then I must be layin' on the floor.
Terminal, what disease told me too late what's this cough and wheeze
Fatal... you're shittin' me a second opinion there's gotta be
Laughin' at the epidemic something is going around
Crying at the epidemic pullin' on nails, six feet underground.
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