Dont Do It Again Mommy Ill Be Good Lyrics

Down with the Sickness

Disturbed

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Can you feel that? Ah, shit Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh  Drowning deep in my body of water of loathing Broken your servant I kneel (Volition you requite in to me?) It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly irresolute in me (Will you give in to me?)  Looking at my own reflection When suddenly information technology changes Violently it changes (oh no) There is no turning back now You've woken up the demon in me  Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come on get down with the sickness Get up, come up on get down with the sickness Open up your detest, and let it catamenia into me Get up, come on get down with the sickness You female parent get up come on go down with the sickness You fucker become upward come on get down with the sickness Madness is the souvenir, that has been given to me  I can meet inside you, the sickness is rise Don't try to deny what you feel (Volition y'all give in to me?) It seems that all that was good has died And is decaying in me (Will you lot give in to me?)  Information technology seems you're having some problem In dealing with these changes Living with these changes (oh no) The globe is a scary place Now that you've woken up the demon in me  Get up, come up on get downwardly with the sickness Get upwards, come on become downward with the sickness Get upwardly, come on get down with the sickness Open up upwardly your detest, and permit information technology flow into me Become upwards, come up on go down with the sickness You mother get up come up on become downward with the sickness Yous fucker get up come up on get down with the sickness Madness is the gift, that has been given to me  (And when I dream) (And when I dream) (And when I dream), (and when I dream) No mommy, don't practise it again Don't do it again I'll exist a good boy I'll be a good boy, I promise No mommy don't hit me Why did you lot have to hit me like that, mommy? Don't do it, you're hurting me Why did you have to be such a bowwow  Why don't you lot Why don't y'all but f*ck off and dice Why can't you only f*ck off and die Why can't you lot just leave here and die Never stick your mitt in my face once more bitch F*ck you lot I don't need this shit You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore How would you like to come across how it feels mommy Hither it comes, get set to die  Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah Get upward, come on get downwards with the sickness Get up, come on get downwards with the sickness Get up, come up on become down with the sickness Open up your detest, and permit information technology menstruum into me Go up, come on become down with the sickness You mother get up come on go downwardly with the sickness You fucker get upwardly come on get down with the sickness Madness has now come over me

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Written by: DAN DONEGAN, DAVID DRAIMAN, MICHAEL WENGREN, MIKE WENGREN, STEVE KMAK

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