Down With The Sickness

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