Lyrics

I am disease, a violent dream A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed I wanna scream, make you believe And shake you to the core of your entire being You choke me up and cut me down Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound You choke me up and cut me down Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound Than the speed of sound White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins Are you afraid? Are you ashamed? I feel your pain, it's rushing through collapsing veins Malignant brain, so cold and fake A diagnosis coming that you can't explain White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins You choke me up and cut me down Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound You choke me up and cut me down Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound Than the speed of sound White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins White blood cells running, running, running Running through my veins
Writer(s): Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Josh Strock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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