Saint Vitus. C.O.D.. Plague of Man. Zeneszám

Come and listen to my tale of woe
My final downfall came not long ago
I have got a disease that breeds tears
It's been plagueing man for years and years

Everybody here knows how it feels

When the heartache grows beyond unreal
Everything around you falls apart
All you do is think about that girl

Then the madness cracks your eggshell world
It's the plague of manWe have lost the race right from the start
Nothing left inside a washed-out brain
Weighted down forever by her chains