I don't feel anything, do you?
The itch inside I cannot find
A spark in the dark that will tear me
Up inside, it's not right

Had a hell of a time I'm suffering in
God, my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting in
Let the dark do the rest

Sick, sick
You make me sick
Sick
You make me sick

Health and it's best you conform me
Nothing's left there with no prize
Portraits of black hang inside me
Quite divine they pulse inside

Had a hell of a time I'm suffering
God, my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting
Let the dark do the rest

On and on this lucid darkness
Is filling up my soul
And how can I be all alone here
Constant ridicule
And I just wanna go
And I just want to see what the future holds

Had a hell of a time I'm suffering
God, my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting
Let the dark do the rest

(You make me sick)
Let the dark do the rest
(You make me sick)
Let the dark do the
You
Make
Me
Sick