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June 8, 2005
Down With The Sickness by Disturbed

() = spoken

(Can you feel that?)
(Ah, s**t...)
Ooh wah ah ah ah!
Ooh wah ah ah ah!
Ohh! Ohh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Ohh! Ohh!

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give it to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing ... in me
(Will you give it to me?)

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no, There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon ... in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You ******** get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give it to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give it to me?!)

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes
Oh no, the world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon ... in me

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You ******** get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me

*breathing*
And when I dream!
And when I dream!
And when I dream!
And when I dream!
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me! Oh-oohh!
Why did you have to hit me like that mommy?
Don't do it! You're hurting me Oh-oohh!
Why did you have to be such a b***h?
Why don't you,
Why don't you ******** off and
die?!
Why can't you just ******** off and die?!
Why can't you just leave here and die?!
Never stick your hand in my face again b***h
******** YOU!!!
I don't need this s**t
You stupid sadistic abusive ******** whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?!
Here it comes, get ready to die!!!

Ooh wah ah ah ah!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up
Come on get down with the sickness
You ******** get up
Come on get down with the sickness
Madness has now come over me!


Current Mood: stressed (P.O.B.A.C. = Pissed Off Beyond All Comprehension)
Reason for posting this song here: I'm pissed off at my mother.





 
 
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