🎵 Down with the Sickness (Demo) // by Disturbed

4 ContributorsDown with the Sickness (Demo) Lyrics [Intro] Can you feel that? Oh, shit Ooh-wah-ah-ah-ah Ooh-wah-ah-ah-ah [Verse 1] Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken, your servant, I kneel Will you give in to me? It seems what's left of my human side Is slowly changing in me Will you give in 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 [Chorus] 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 mе Get up, come on, get down with thе 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 [Verse 2] Oh, I can see inside you The sickness is rising Don't try to deny what you feel Will you give in to me? It seems that all that was good has died And is decaying in me Will you give in 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 [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] And when I dream... And when I dream... And when I dream... And when I dream [Breakdown] 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 do you have to hit me like that, mommy? No, you're hurting me, ow! Why do 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 off 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! You wanna–? You wanna see how it feels, mommy? Here it comes, get ready to die! [Pre-Chorus] Ooh-wah-ah-ah-ah [Chorus] 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