Sick Of It All

the pain strikes, the pain ascends
too much to comprehend
come down, remove the breath
come down, remove what's left
loss of the will to live, the loss of everything
i know we'll say goodbye someday
goodbye said in an eternal way
too precious just to throw away
it's a waste, such a waste, what a waste, you know
i can't believe it's happening
the pain strikes, the pain's at hand
too much to understand