Decaying away, it wont go away this feelin'.
I've tried everything, the heat's so extreme this feelin'.
I cry as I plead, but the pain wont recied this feelin'.
I can't help myself, but you're on my shelf this feelin'.

I try hard to hide, but it's so open wide this feelin'.
It cracks and it pulls, it breaks all the rules this feelin'.

And you just look at me and turn away from my disease.
And you wont help a bit and that's all I get sick of it.
And you don't understand, just one squirt from the can of you,
may help me.

And you just look at me and turn away from my disease.
And you wont help a bit and that's all I get sick of it.
And you don't understand, just one squirt from the can of you,
may help me.

And you just look at me and turn away from my disease.
And you wont help a bit and that's all I get sick of it.
And you don't understand, just one squirt from the can of you,
may help me.