Sorry Bosstones...

I was feeling peculiarly unoriginal today.

Gonna dive into a life I've dove into before.

Gonna haunt the memories I've haunted like a million times or more.

A familiar joint where confusion is the only point.

To frequent this place with with any infrequency at all.

Counting on changing a lifestyle I've counted on before.

Goin' agaist a grain that's always failed me.

What you call a disease, is the only thing supporting me.

What you're callin' the cause, is not even really sure.

Gonna broadcast my message, a message I've broadcasted before.

Send out a cry I've sent out a million times or more.

The words I'm gonna scream,

And getting the point is the central theme...to the message...

If you can make the message out at all.

Going against a remedy that's never worked out before.

Goin' without a cure, since it's always failed me.

What you call a disease, is the only thing supporting me.

What you're callin' the cause, is not even really sure.

Just a Devotion to my God.

Now please, no applause.

A dedication lacking the medication.

A crutch, a cure, a cause.

What I believed would truly pick me up has knocked me to my knees.

Before I leave the ground once more, I'll conquer this disease.