Spongey Disease

There’s a spongy disease that’s a comin’-a round Spreads through the air lies in the ground It travels through your conscience, up around your head Screws you up inside and leaves you hanging on a thread It travels through your veins, makes your blood heat up and boil Pumps out through your heart and twists your spine into a coil Fires up your jugular and turns you bad an’ mean Fuels a spark of raging anger into a bloody fire unseen It makes you feel your friends and foes are out to drag you down Turns a bright acceptant face, into a vengeful scheming frown It eats you inside out till you’re left a screaming wreck Takes you by your scruff and wrings the skin around your neck