I want to be, that part of me,
That never see, that never be.
That part of me, compounding relief,
Disbelieving agony....
Its part of me that I couldn't feel,
No mask of terror or no masquerading sex-appeal.
I want to say games people play,
Its a shame when what we'r left is this to say.
You got me sickness, you got disease,
You got me salvation, you got me (release)
I want to say, Morbidity,
Remains in the hands of a few...
I set and free, all your decree,
All that you call inflammatory.
I seek and find, what's left behind,
Soul-stricken misery....
I want to say games people play,
Its a shame when what we'r left is this to say.
I want to say, Morbidity,
Remains in the hands of a few...
