Sick (Classic)

Sick Sick Sick Sick What have I shown What have I done Coming undone Staying alone Wiping the skin Till I'm getting thin The sickness grows thicker And I'm not the winner Don't argue! We always have to pay Don't argue! We always have to pay Get home to heaven and if the price is too high Then we`ll suffer and something must die After all... There will come soft rains After all... There will come new pains And in the end, all the disasters stay With the love to remain I've got nothing to do But struggle through every day And fight for a new I can't leave anything behind Can't throw it away Can't stop it, can't delay Say Sold out by god I cannot be bought I've no right to rot Want it or not And I dunno why There's no life in my eye The sickness comes nearer Yet I'm not the winner Don't argue! We always have to pay Don't argue! We always have to pay Get home to heaven and if the price is too high Then we`ll suffer and something must die After all... There will come soft rains After all... There will come new pains And in the end, all the disasters stay With the love to remain I've got nothing to do But struggle through every day And fight for a new I can't leave anything behind Can't throw it away Can't stop it, can't delay Cannot erase Can't be erased Cannot erase Can't be erased Where the hell am I going tonight I'm the one you cannot scan because you're mortally blind Take me, hate me, but anyway you know you can't believe me Can't reshape the truth for you, can't make it a lie Who am I? 10.000 faces in a syllable What the f*ck is different if it's no kinda miracle Drastically sordid I'm much more thirsty than ever There's no comfort in anything that sounds like 'never say never' I've got nothing to do But struggle through every day And fight for a new I can't leave anything behind Can't throw it away Can't stop it, can't delay Sick I've gotta struggle through every day Sick I've gotta feeling I'm fading away Sick I've gotta struggle through every day Sick I've gotta feeling I'm fading away