كلمات The Pain of It

Decaying away It won't go away This feeling I've tried everything The heat's so extreme This feeling I cry as I bleed But the pain won't recede This feeling I can't help myself But you're on my shelf This feeling And you just look at me And turn away from my disease And you won't help a bit And that's all I get sick of it And you don't understand Just one squirt from the can of you May help me I try hard to hide But it's so open wide This feeling It cracks and it pulls It breaks all the rules This feeling And you just look at me And turn away from my disease And you won't help a bit And that's all I get sick of it And you don't understand Just one squirt from the can of you May help me And you just look at me And turn away from my disease And you won't help a bit And that's all I get sick of it And you don't understand Just one squirt from the can of you May help me And you just look at me And turn away from my disease And you won't help a bit And that's all I get sick of it And you don't understand Just one squirt from the can of you May help me