Sick Again

Sick Again
Stars, could you give me a little ray of
light, i would like to see my sister
die, i am nothing but piece of
flesh, virgin in a cradle of
denial, and you think you can control the
flies, flying around your head
flying around your head

Sick again
Sick again
Sick again
Stars, could you give me a little ray of
light, i would like to see my sister
die, i am nothing but piece of
flesh, virgin in a cradle of
denial, and you think you can control the
flies, flying around your head
flying around your head
Sick again
Sick again
Sick again...