a day more worse than ever a day was
the pain comin'down with the sickness
as she seems to be my only friend
bitin' in the neck
once twice three times four
and more as she takes it all
the juice sucked out of me
no sunshine durin'the day
no smile on my face
no dancin'in the night
the lust for life fadin'away
where i am where i'll be
and where i was
it's the monster playin'hard
convinced to win the game
and not prepared to play it fair
one day somewhere somehow
i'll have to pay it cash
it's my personal game it's my beast
and even if i play it fair or not
the winner is known
it's not me
and again it is a day
more worse than a day ever was
the beast gets stronger
the horse (=paard) more weak
but it has to pay
till the end of the game
when there's nothing more
to lose
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