There's a sickness I have when the walls come down I'll try to smooth shit out Well it's just a sickness Something growing in me When do these walls come down I don't wanna feel occupied by this sickness
Well. it's just a sickness It's a sickness I have When do the walls come down? I don't wanna feel occupied
I feel now it has grown out of it's It's proportions Sickness well it's just a sickness
Sickness is it body or mind or soul out of control Whatever I might stumble upon there's always something holding me back
I feel now it has grown out of it's It's proportions Well it's just a sickness...