[Verse 1]

Everyone is sick in a different way

You say that you're not, but you're just a mistake

No one who has got a collection of heads

Can't be regular, he's supposed to be dead

Someone spend all day sitting on the internet

Searching for the slave, which's keen on brutal rape

On the other street father uses his little child

His daugther doesn't care because she has a pole in brain

[Chorus]

Tell me

What is wrong with me

You think

That I cross the brink

Only

You're too blind to see

That here

Good sense disappeared

[Verse 2]

Don't look for the cure, this is in our roots

It is quite good but, some of us overdose

Problem starts when you turn your mother for the goods

He needs money 'cause he's addicted to drugs

Some of volunteers make a diner for old man

It will be okay, if she wouldn't bake her Friend

One rich businessman cut off pretty strippers' head

He carved it at night, and he made a flowerpot

[Verse 3]

Every week and day, we still be the same

You can't fight against other side of your brain

Even if you hide your fantasy and true thoughts

You can't deny it no matter what you've done

Some of fire fighters, very liked his tiring job

Especially when he sets a fire to a shop

One sick necrophil, buried two girls in a row

He digs out their corpses, and he takes them very slow

[Bridge]

What is wrong with this

Nation of psyhopathy

Look out and don't miss

Today crackpots have party

Dance with their victims

Unless you'll be another

Don't lose given rhythm

You will not come back from there

[Breakdown]

There is nothing left to say

Better open up your eyes

The society is blind

Darkness came above the sky

The illusion of demise

Of your house when you will die

Nothing's done if you don't try

This is time to say goodbye

What you expect all this time?

In this illness you can hide

Build a shelter of these lies

Kill yourselves

Useless freaks

Understood

You are sick