I won't waste away,
I won't let this take me down.
I can't survive,
As long as I keep it around.

I wish it would fade,
But it'll just sell me out.
Over and over and over,
I cried out loud,

Somebody, save me...
Somebody, save me...

The race [bad word] 
It keeps me further from
The man I could [bad word] 

The damage done,
I wanna wash the filth away
Till there is none.
 [bad word] 'till I break
From the way of what killing me.
Profuse to the day,
I'll suffer afraid to speak.

I carry the shame
And beg for a remedy.
How long must I live
With the damage of my disease.

Somebody save me...
Somebody save me...

The race [bad word] 
It keeps me further from
The man I could [bad word] 

The damage done,
I wanna wash the filth away
'Till there is none.

The race [bad word] 
It keeps me further from
The man I could [bad word] 

The damage done,
I wanna wash the filth away
'Till there is none.