Woorden: Flaw. Medicate.

I've been lying awake at night
I've been hoping that im alright
I've been winding myself too tight
Wondering if i will sleep tonight
Never thought things would get like this
Always hoping that they'd work out
Now I seem to be filled with doubt

I cannot stop this ride
Im growing cold inside
I shouldn't let it slide
Will sickness be mind

This should not be my weight to bear
Go on acting like I don't care
Stop this high-I wouldn't dare
I have earned and deserve my share
Things like this happen every day
While im in there I feel okay
But you say I should get away
Let me got for just one more day

[Chorus x2]

Ive got to medicate myself,
Im not concerned about my health
It covers up what ive been dealt, it seems the only way
Ive got to medicate myself, its been the only thing that helped
Must cover up what I have felt, it seems the only way

[Chorus x2]

Sickness is mine, sickness is mine, sickness is mine