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03/05/2026
Down With The Sickness (Disturbed)
Par Disturbed
Album : Queen Of The Damned

Can you feel that?

Oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing

Broken your servant, I kneel (will you give it to me?)

It seems what's left of my human side

Is slowly changing in me (will you give it to me?)

Looking at my own reflection

When suddenly it 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 on, get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness
You mother get up, come on, get down with the sickness
You fu- get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising

Don't try to deny what you feel (will you give it to me?)

It seems that all that was good has died

And is decaying in me (will you give it to me?)

It seems you're having some trouble

In dealing with these changes, living with these changes

Oh no, the world is a scary place

Now that 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 on, get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness
You mother get up, come on, get down with the sickness
You fu- get up, come 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 do it again

Don't do it again, I'll be a good boy

I'll be a good boy, I promise

No, mommy, don't hit me, oh-ooh

Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy?

Don't do it, you're hurting me, oh-ooh

Why did you have to be such a -?

Why don't you, why don't you f- off and die?

Why can't you just f- off and die?

Why can't you just leave here and die?

Never stick your hand in my face again, f- you

I don't need this sh-, you stupid sadistic abusive fu- wh-

Would you like to see how it feels, mommy?

Here it comes, get ready to die

Oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on, get down with the sickness

You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness

You fu- get up, come on, get down with the sickness

Madness has now come over me

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