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The Cure For Your Disease

feeling so low
in spite of yourself
young blood smells old
i see me in myself
but you know the cure for your disease

i looked at someone I know
could you ever let go?
a mirror image of me
cracked beyond I can see
but you know the cure for your disease

your last of all
it's not wrong to be first, and to steal
all you are, what you're owed
to belong to
but you know the cure for your disease