LYRICS

 
THIS ILLNESS
(Wright)

 
What is this illness from which I die?
I know it's crazy I'll find out why
No one will take it as the truth
I try to shake it but it's no use

I felt it coming, I felt me go
I can't believe how it hurts me so
The way it strikes me, there's not much time
I'm really frightened, I'll find out why

Bright, the end of dawn, it hits me hard
I feel the numbness dragging slow but far
It's nearly over, no fighting anymore
The truth is closer, it's through the open door

Bright, the end of dawn, it hits me hard
I feel the numbness dragging slow but far
It's nearly over, no fighting anymore
The truth is closer, it's through the open door

 

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