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What the hell am i?
Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then Id be
In one day deceased
Sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
What the hell am i?
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can see the end is getting near
I wont rest until my head is clear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
Can you see the end?
Choke on me my friend
Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot
----
"Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many
We who are of good nature and intention,
But cannot touch on the dark recesses of memory and pain learned
So come walk with me, feel the pain, and release it..."
----
What the hell am i?
Worn eroded pride
Saddened 10 miles wide
Im gonna let it slide
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
aaah aaahh
Translate to:
What the hell am i?
Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then Id be
In one day deceased
Sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
What the hell am i?
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can see the end is getting near
I wont rest until my head is clear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
Can you see the end?
Choke on me my friend
Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot
----
"Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many
We who are of good nature and intention,
But cannot touch on the dark recesses of memory and pain learned
So come walk with me, feel the pain, and release it..."
----
What the hell am i?
Worn eroded pride
Saddened 10 miles wide
Im gonna let it slide
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
aaah aaahh