Текст песни Sickness

I'm a whore
And I'm feeling
Sorry for myself
In your arms I am drowning
Like the child I was
I need more
Can you help me?
Feed my soul, come and kill me
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Endless skies falling freely
Down upon my head
So much for hopeless dreaming
Frustration settles in
I need more
Can you help me?
Feed my soul, come and kill me
It's calling, calling, calling, calling me!