Sickness
There's a sickness I have
When the walls come down

I'll try to smooth %#@! out
Well it's just a sickness
Something growing in me

When do these walls come down
I dont wanna feel occupide
By this

Sickness

Well, it's just a sickness

It's a sickness I have
When do the walls come down
I don't wanna feel occupied


I feel now it has grown out of it's
It's proportions

Sickness well it's
Just a sickness


Sickness is it body or mind
Or soul out of control
Whatever I might stumble upon

There's always something holding me back

I feel now it has grown out of it's proportions

Well it's just a sickness