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    Disturbed Down With The Sickeness текст песни

    Down With The Sickeness

    Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
    Broken your servant I kneel
    It seems what’s left of my human side
    Is slowly changing in 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
    Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
    You mother get up
    You fucker get up
    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
    It seems that all that was good has died
    And is decaying in 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

    (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
    Why did you have to hit me like that
    Why did you have to be such a bitch
    Why don’t you,
    Why don’t you fuck off and die
    Why can’t you just fuck off and die
    Why can’t you just leave here and die
    Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
    FUCK YOU
    I don’t need this shit
    You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
    How would you have to see how it feels mommy
    Here it comes, get ready to die



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