"Borders of Disease" genre: Rock
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	This song about over-medication is built around a simple groove. The vocals are weird, but the rest of the tune is pretty straightforward and decent (fire the vocalist!).
	Credits: Original song concept and half the lyrics by Eric Van Dyke
	Lyrics The recording reflects version 1 of the lyrics. Here's the new version: You walk the cliffs; you're going to fall. There's not a cure for every ill, but there's an ill that reaches all. You're feeling faint, weak in the knees. Sooner or later you'll be caming (walking) On the borders of disease. Better set up barricades To dam the tide of pain. You've got some viral space invaders Storming through your brain. Sleep doesn't help, Medicine's unsure. Try your hand at meditation; Living is the cure. You're feeling faint, etc. Doctors never know Why you sink down to the floor. Just looking for a quick fix, Pills don't go down anymore. Bacterial infection, Viral insurrection. All your systems breaking down Just your mind for your protection. You're feeling faint, etc.

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