Aids is like a ticking bomb
You will never know when it will come
Killing people day and night
Giving a pain so fricking tight
Young and old are dying all around
The evidence you will find it in your own town
Where this disease came from, no one is sure
All we know is that there is no cure
How many cries do you want to hear?
When someone you know has it and their time is here
Don’t say you don’t have this disease "AIDS",
More people have it but won’t say
So people wake up, we are dropping like fried flies
Just don’t ask WHY when the human race is gone
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