Sickness

You can't hold me up I've no gentle gut And it's showing now I think I may drown Oh this weight is too much to bear On my own I'd never make the fare High yield low satisfaction in sickness mein herr Who am I to say? I'll just fast a way least I keep my hair Just got to keep the flow and hold my own And never hold the world to bare my angry stares And keep up a lie I told some years ago All in sickness I can't keep this up I've no gentle gut I'm no Sisyphus; I'm just diligent Oh this weight is too much to bear On my own I'd never make the fare High yield low satisfaction in sickness mein herr Just got to keep the flow and hold my own And never hold the world to bare my angry stares And keep up a lie I told some years ago All in sickness I know it isn't killing me so easily But I've a right to live this life without the strife And falsify the lie I told some years ago All in sickness I know it isn't killing me so easily But I've a right to live this life without the strife And falsify the lie I told some years ago All in sickness I know it isn't killing me so easily But I've a right to live this life without the strife And falsify the lie I told some years ago All in sickness