Green with envy
she cries herself to sleep
She's paid the price
for living cheap

The more you try
to get out of this hole
The more you seem
to bury yourself in coal

I get sicker
I get sicker
sicker I get sicker

The alternation in my brain it don't work right
I seem to listen to the voice that doesn't tell me fight

I kneel down by my bed
I call to jah-ov-yah
Son of man he says
shine bright you star

I get sicker
I get sicker
sicker I get sicker

And if I should start falling
Its to you that I'll be calling
Sicker I get sicker sicker I get sicker

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