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

At my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
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
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
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

Wanna go get in a bar fight?

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