Sick. I'm walking

Tick? I'm talking.

Down the street and I'm sick

Of the talk of the ‘trick' that's every time we meet

But.

Oh, I don't know why

Blinking, thinking something's moving across my skin

And I scratch the spot, I watch the dot, that's on the lens but

Oh, I don't know why


Something's closing in and I can't do a thing

No, I can't do a thing but wonder.


You said I'm crazy, I know.

You said I'm crazy, I know

All I can say is that the drugs don't work no more.


My face is shaking,

Knees are breaking,

“Swallow this” and for once I'm mistaken

The rules I've been breaking, make you sick but

Oh, I don't know why

My mind is in an oily state of screaming sin

And the moment I want to relax is when the shit kicks in, but

Oh, I don't know why


Now he's back again

And now he's brought a friend.

And his friend's brought a whole dark army…