I'm only human.
And I'm sick, right now[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[1], and I'm sick, right now[2], and SICK is what I say[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[2], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[1], and SICK is what I say[2], and SICK is what I see[1], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[2], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[1], and SICK is what I see[2], and SICK is what I know, like this[1], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[2], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[1], and SICK is what I know, like this[2], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[1], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[2], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[1], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[2], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[1], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[2], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[1], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[2], and there is EVIL, believe me[1], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[2], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[1], and there is EVIL, believe me[2], and I'm sick, right here[1], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[2], and I'm sick, right now[3], and I'm sick, right here[2], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[3], and SICK is what I say[3], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[3], and SICK is what I see[3], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[3], and SICK is what I know, like this[3], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[3], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[3], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[3], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[3], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[3], and there is EVIL, believe me[3], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[3], and I'm sick, right here[3], and
And I'm sick, right now[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[1], and I'm sick, right now[2], and SICK is what I say[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[2], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[1], and SICK is what I say[2], and SICK is what I see[1], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[2], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[1], and SICK is what I see[2], and SICK is what I know, like this[1], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[2], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[1], and SICK is what I know, like this[2], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[1], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[2], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[1], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[2], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[1], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[2], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[1], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[2], and there is EVIL, believe me[1], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[2], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[1], and there is EVIL, believe me[2], and I'm sick, right here[1], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[2], and I'm sick, right now[3], and I'm sick, right here[2], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[3], and SICK is what I say[3], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my teeth[3], and SICK is what I see[3], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[3], and SICK is what I know, like this[3], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[3], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[3], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[3], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[3], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[3], and there is EVIL, believe me[3], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[3], and I'm sick, right here[3], and
And I'm sick, right now[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally,
every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[1], and I'm sick,
right now[2], and SICK is what I say[1], and it gets too much for me,
this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to
find a new WAY[2], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl
a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric
on my teeth[1], and SICK is what I say[2], and SICK is what I see[1],
and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my
heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my
teeth[2], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it
could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[1], and SICK is what I
see[2], and SICK is what I know, like this[1], and if I could
find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to
SMASH(!) everything up with[2], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar -
with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[1], and SICK is what I
know, like this[2], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get
away from[1], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the
noise of the cosmos hitting my body[2], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head
on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[1],
and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[2], and there's
EVIL shaking us, not just me[1], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a
drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[2], and I
gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely
FIRESTORM[1], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[2], and there is
EVIL, believe me[1], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because
it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[2], and sometimes it gets like a
SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[1], and there is EVIL, believe me[2], and I'm sick, right here[1], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[2], and I'm sick, right now[3], and I'm sick, right here[2], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally,
every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[3], and SICK is what I
say[3], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND,
to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on
my teeth[3], and SICK is what I see[3], and if I could find the right
word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything
up with[3], and SICK is what I know, like this[3], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[3], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here
to get away from[3], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my
mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[3], and there's EVIL
shaking us, not just me[3], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out
because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[3], and there is EVIL,
believe me[3], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[3], and I'm sick, right here[3], and
And I'm sick, right now[1], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally,
every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[1], and I'm sick,
right now[2], and SICK is what I say[1], and it gets too much for me,
this DIZZY stuff, occasionally, every NOW and THEN, and I want to
find a new WAY[2], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl
a-ROUND, to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric
on my teeth[1], and SICK is what I say[2], and SICK is what I see[1],
and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND, to hear my
heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on my
teeth[2], and if I could find the right word - not even a phrase - it
could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything up with[1], and SICK is what I
see[2], and SICK is what I know, like this[1], and if I could
find the right word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to
SMASH(!) everything up with[2], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar -
with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[1], and SICK is what I
know, like this[2], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get
away from[1], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the
noise of the cosmos hitting my body[2], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head
on a drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[1],
and there's EVIL a-ROUND here to get away from[2], and there's
EVIL shaking us, not just me[1], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a
drum until my mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[2], and I
gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because it ain't always a lovely
FIRESTORM[1], and there's EVIL shaking us, not just me[2], and there is
EVIL, believe me[1], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out because
it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[2], and sometimes it gets like a
SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[1], and there is EVIL, believe me[2], and I'm sick, right here[1], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[2], and I'm sick, right now[3], and I'm sick, right here[2], and it gets too much for me, this DIZZY stuff, occasionally,
every NOW and THEN, and I want to find a new WAY[3], and SICK is what I
say[3], and I (ah, yeah, it's me) get this urge ... to crawl a-ROUND,
to hear my heart in my ears - with my brain burning, electric on
my teeth[3], and SICK is what I see[3], and if I could find the right
word - not even a phrase - it could be a hammer to SMASH(!) everything
up with[3], and SICK is what I know, like this[3], and I'd rather feel ALIVE with a guitar - with all the noise of the cosmos hitting my body[3], and there's EVIL a-ROUND here
to get away from[3], and I'd rather BANG(!) my head on a drum until my
mind gets better ... than swirl in a whirlpool[3], and there's EVIL
shaking us, not just me[3], and I gotta keep looking out for a WAY out
because it ain't always a lovely FIRESTORM[3], and there is EVIL,
believe me[3], and sometimes it gets like a SHITSTORM ... like this, like this, like this[3], and I'm sick, right here[3], and
