The Disease

My life's the disease that could always change
With comparative ease, just given the chance
My life is the earth, 'twixt muscle and spade
I wait for the worth, digging for just one chance

As prospects diminish, as nightmares swell
Some pray for Heaven while we live in Hell
My life's the disease, my life's the disease

If you get yours from Heaven don't waste them
If you get yours from Heaven don't waste them
If you get yours from Heaven
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1 Response Jan 20, 2013

Like breaking up the word disease ...i.e. dis ease