Slow Death Song Lyrics

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There are more songs by WEBB WILDER that are not in albums here Title: Artist: WEBB WILDER Song: Slow Death - ID: 483467 - Date and time (posted): 2004-09-01 19:07:27
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I called the Doctor
Up in the morning
I had a fever
It was a warning

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She said there's nothing I can prescribe
To keep your raunchie bag of bones alive
I got some money
Give me one more shot
She said go kill yourself
I said Thanks a lot.

Its a slow death, slow death, slow death, slow death

I called the preacher
oh holy holy
I begged forgiveness
and then he told me

There's nothing I can prescribe
To keep your raunchie bag of bones alive
I got some money
Give me one more shot
He said go kill yourself
I said Thanks a lot.

I've got to mainline
A hit of morphine
Except the mainline
Is like a bad dream

Slow death eats my mind away
Slow death turns my flesh to clay
slow death, slow death, slow death, slow death

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