C.F.C. - Cancer

Gather 'round all to see, reborn misery

Doctors stand in my way, my path to death

Ready to die, take your last breath

Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer

Cancered guts spilled out with therapy

Chemical injections, lab poisons, infections

Ready to die, take your last breath

Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer

Praying for death as you can see your life fading

Lying there in a terrible state as the cancer’s growing

Ready to die, take your last breath

Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer