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And joined the fireflies

Starving all by yourself - it's you
Trying to be someone else - it's you
Showing off your ill health - it's you
Telling em that it's

health, I'll pray to the Lord
I'll pray to the Lord
Through the good and the bad times, I'll stay
In sickness and in health, I'll pray to the Lord
I'll pray

don't need anyone else
Drinkin' don't help my health
I'll admit, maybe I need some help

I'll just go vibe with myself
Cause I don't need anyone else

I'll take care of myself
I'll take care of my health
And I'll be just well
I know that you can tell
That I'm doing bad
But that is just because
I

health
Questions for this day and age
I don't answer, just turn the pages
Mr. Fuckhimself
Disqualified through his ill health
Questions for this day

higher in a slow dive
And rest well when each exhausted and ill
Health is a currency we spend well
Sleep is a doctor we forget 'til we're killed
We get

Ill-health is ill-health
Death is death
We only but drink to ease stress
Mum and dad give me mine so I too can enjoy
Exclamation

layers of my former self
Secluded, curtains closed
Open to no-one else
This heart of mine is on a motorway to hell
And I know I'm of ill health,
But if I

Count three I'll eat it up
If good for health I'll eat it up
Count three I'll eat it up
I've got it, I-I've got it
Count three I'll eat it up
If good

Stairway to the Stars

Blue Öyster Cult

Live 1976

1994

Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you
Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do

You can have my autograph
I think I'll

brought me ill health, unhappiness
That's your legacy!

I wanted no part of this!

(off stage) you can't go in there!

(There is the sound of a kerfuffle

Still call for my help
You made me a martyr
Through sickness or health
I'll be your Nirvana
I'll be your Nirvana
It started to climb out of the deep

pray for you
For happiness
I'll pray for you
For health and wealth
I'll pray for you
That you find true love
I'll pray
For you each day I'll pray
I want

Iceland

The Fall

Hex Enduction Hour [Deluxe Edition]

1982

A plate steel object was fired
And I did not feel for my compatriots
Hated even the core of myself
Not a matter of ill-health
It was fear of weakness

Many debaucherous evenings planted little seedlings of ill feelings and poor health
Just when am I gonna take care of myself
Many debaucherous

an old love letter
Written in your hand
Sent to myself, sent to myself
I read it now and I feel
Better and when I can stand
I'll drink to your health
Drink

That much is true
And I've tried my luck someone else
I know it just not good for my health
I'll always find my way
Back to you
Back to you
Baby I'm

Of no education
Ill health care
A state of disrepair
Debt regret addiction
Lack of nutrition
Food insecurity
Mental Disorders
Tightening grips
And closing

myself falling
Crawling into something else
Further from my health
And I'll never ask for mercy again
I find the crows still sing
I think she's coming for

wrapped...
The acute wound now sealed up,
The picture of ill-health, you're a bit cut up...

the things I wished that I would say
The choices that I make, they're not the greatest for my health's sake
I'll show interest to your face, then I'll let it

the case then I've lost a lot of myself
I am my brothers keeper retained as a concept riddled in ill-health

the form
The writing's on the palm, the fortune teller is all leers
(Mayday!) Raise a toast to your ill health
Payday to payday, go on, kid yourself
Despise

and call the game
It's always the same
Maybe
This time
I’ll be
Better then myself
Maybe
This time
I'll be
Better to my health
Maybe
This time
I'll be better