Songtexte: Clutch. Pitchfork. Far Country.

If it would disappear
If it would disappear

That which does not kill
You makes you stronger

Take a big bite of my sweet addiction
Get a little closer to this sick affliction
Truth and consequences led to this conviction
Trial by error, another crucifixion

Eat it up, wash it down
Hit the deck, kiss the ground
The enemy is within
And she is your only friend

Eat it up, wash it down
Hit the deck, kiss the ground
The enemy is within
And she is your only friend

Take a big bite of my sweet addiction
Get a little closer to this sick affliction
Truth and consequences led to this conviction
Trial by error, another crucifixion

If it would disappear