C.A.N.C.E.R And when we all fade away, And this world can't bare another day, There will be no fight in broken bliss. This is not about what we deserve. There's no bias in the misery served. So watch the sun sink into the sea. There is a perfect peace,

Please tell me I am not undone. I am low my friend and how my heart does sink. It's like there's cancer in my blood, It's like there's fire under my skin It's like there's water in my lungs, And I can't take another step And I'm drowning from within. I

Do you take me for a fool? How's it feel to be a tool? See to me your just a cancer Motherfucker war is the answer The time has come to get you some This ain't a test, fuck the rest Time to set the record straight Talk your shit, behind my back

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

C'mon and love me 'Cause I just can't wait Lady, won't you take me down to my knees You can do what you please She's a dancer, a romancer I'm a Capricorn and she's a Cancer She saw my picture in a music magazine When she met me, said she'd get me Touched

'Cause the hardest part of this Is leaving you If you could get me a drink Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded Call my aunt Marie Help her gather all my things And bury me In all my favorite colors

Tomorrow never came In the Tropic of Cancer 'Cause if I had my way You'd would always stay I waited for you In the spot you said to wait In the city, on a park bench In the middle of the pouring rain 'Cause I adored you

Beaten down, dominated by its sound Living my life horrified Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life Does nobody know I'm insane? Growing deep within my head Softly dying, its soul is shed Eating me all up inside This cancer finds everything I

I believe in love I believe in love, it's all we got Without love I wouldn't believe Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means something to me Churches and dictators, politics and

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It