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sharp black lines cut deep across
the gray rings fat swollen growth
breath less dry hack ashen faced
the sick patient wheezing low
it looks like nothing so much as a cancer
as seen from above, dividing and spreading
the pace is quickening
and I feel the toll it's taking under my hand
round and round
dry hot red drained pock-marked
it keeps going but it's deadly thin
can't quite root out the cause but
you know what the number one suspect is
we look like nothing so much as a cancer
as seen from above, dividing and spreading
the pace is quickening
and I feel the toll it's taking under my hands
round and round


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Medicine song meanings
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