Wake up and get dressed
Check your pulse
And tie me in
I can’t think
With you staring at me
I’ll smack that look
Right off your face-
Line ‘em up and suck one down with me
It keeps me believing…

I Don’t want to think
I don’t want to breathe
This is my disease
It’ll be there in the morning
will be there when I wake
The same reality

Well back up
And strap in
This could be one [bad word] of a ride
And I
Can’t guarantee my friend
You will make it out this time-
Line ‘em up, and suck one down with me
It keeps me believing

I Don’t want to think
I don’t want to breathe
This is my disease
It’ll be there in the morning
It’ll haunt me as I sleep
This feeling’s killing me-

This is My Disease