Oh Lord, what's happening to me my blood is cold, I think it's disease My mind is blank, my head is empty It's hard to breathe, I'm running out of air
I'm shivering, my temperature's low I've got stomach-ache, it makes me puke These simptoms are truly unusual Wondering if it's just a mental disease
I need a doctor, a spiritual nurse I want somebody to help me cure how could you go and treat me like that I need you so bad cos' you're my medicine
I cannot breathe without your lungs My blood won't run wihout your veins I can't hear without your ears Don't treat me this way, I can't stand that disease
I need a doctor, a spiritual nurse I want somebody to help me cure how could you go and treat me like that I need you so bad cos' you're my medicineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
