O God, gimme another sickness.
Make me bend for you and break me to console.
We're right in time to cope with al the drugs you have.
Please, heal me once again!

It's a place for yourself,
bury your world.
Where nobody knows.
What in life would bring you down.

O God, gimme another sickness.
Make me bend for you and break me to console.
We're right in time to cope with al the drugs you have.
Please, heal me once again!

It's a place for yourself,
bury your world.
Where nobody knows.
What in life would bring you down.

Another one, another world,
I am softly drowning.
Another day, another plan,
Leave me alone!

(c) Red Elmo