What the hell am I
Thousand eyes a fly
Lucky then I'd be
In one day deceased
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
I can feel the wheel
But I can't steer
When my thoughts become
My biggest fear
Ah...what's the
Difference I'll die
In this sick world
Of mine
What the hell am I
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
I can see the end
Is getting near
I won't rest until
My head is clear
Ah...what's the
Difference I'll die
In this sick world
Of mine
Though I walk through the valley of rape
And despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many
We who are of good nature and intention
But cannot touch on the dark
Recesses of memory
And pain learned so come walk
With me, feel the pain
Can you see the end
Choak on me, my friend
Want to drown me in some
And release it...
What the hell am I
Worn eroded pride
Saddened ten miles wide
I'm gonna let it slide
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
Sickman...
I can feel the wheel
But I can't steer
When my thoughts become
My biggest fear
Ah...what's the
Difference I'll die
In this sick world
Of mine...
Ah...
Ah...
Ah...
Ah...
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Lyrics submitted by Adam Gontier.