Letra de The Exorcist

in the night you feel somewhat unreal and it ain't fiction it's cathing up - with you nothing you can do - no and the hurt begins leeches on your skin as you're standing by the sun's eclipsed by a thousand flies it's time to fall - you'll see it ain't no misery and it will not end it's a fact - and it's cold just like you've been told - so the hurt begins leeches on your skin as you're standing by the sun's eclipsed by a thousand flies your stomach turns your eyes they itch and burn pray to god get them off of me alone on bloody bending knees despite the fact you scream and shout no one reacts or cares about they say it's all just in your head it's plain to see your left for dead in the night you feel somewhat unreal and it ain't fiction it's cathing up - with you