Song Lyrics

Roll down the window,
I need a breath of fresh shit.
Assume the worst,
And be amazed to disgust.
There is really no preparing yourself,
No day is without incident anymore.
Action is bad acting.
Everything's a fuckin' hassle.
Tomorrow you'll care less.
How can this nonsense be a tragedy?
What's to feel?
F*ck you
For even making me have to think today

Geoff Tate, Geoffery Tate, Michael Wilton

The duration of Spreading the Dis-ease is 0:57 minutes and seconds.