No Cure
A disease I've found that can't be cured
Contagious, to one and all
Your knees grow weak, your speech is slurred
Some say you even fall
It will rob you of all your memories
You can't even remember your name
Though some don't take it seriously
And been known to call it a game
It will cause you to do things you just don't do
It will literally control your mind
It can even cause you to lose your sleep
A disease that makes you blind
It will cause you to lose your appetite
Your food won't taste the same
You'll wonder why you just can't eat
This disease is surely the blame
Well, maybe by now you've figured it out
This disease I speaking of
The only sickness that has no cure
Is the one that we call Love
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