The rumour

Well I am the cancer running through your veins I am the sweat dripping down the side of your face I am the pain in the back of your legs, It makes you fall to you knees it makes you believe And I am...

Well I am the cancer running through your veins I am the sweat dripping down the side of your face I am the pain in the back of your legs, it makes you fall to you knees it makes you believe And I am...