The Murlocs - Unknown Disease

My prognosis, reaching fatal
This hypnosis rocks the cradle
Your main focus is betrayal
'Cause I'm considered
Partly disabled

Just when I start to get a grip
Unknown disease makes me sick
Sacrifice lending favors
In spite of all ungrateful vapors
Pacify manipulation
'Cause I'm drowning in every occasion

Flinch a hit won't you please
Cautious winks are too brief
Keep your distance from me
Allergic to every unknown disease

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