Down with the Sickness (Live)

Can you feel that?
Ah, shit
Ooh, wah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh, wah-ah-ah-ah
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

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 fucker, get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me
So

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 a
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 fucker, 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, ah
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 bitch?
Why don't you? Why don't you just fuck off and die?

Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
Never stick your hand in my face again, bitch
Fuck you, I don't need this shit
You stupid, sadistic, abusive, fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels, Mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die

Ooh, wah-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 fucker, get up, come on, get down with the sickness
Madness has now come over me