Sickness

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...