Get Some - Live At The Palace, Hollywood, CA., 1998

This sickness it burns inside me
 It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke I cannot speak
 Besides it runs the fear of the unknown
 Could this be some reckoning
 Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' back to haunt me
 The God I have denied his power shown
 But now I can't protest although
 defiant heart it pounds deep in my chest
 I know that this will have its way with me
 For now I choose to go
 I know it's just the mind tryin' to interrupt my flow
 Intentions all fall down
 My soul has died
 Feed the greed, its not need I figure so what
 Can you fix the hole
 that resides deep in this gut
 Right now I need a drink so
 I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait
 Now, this will not die they warned me
 in church when I was young I could rely
 If there's a God, he's one I've never seen
 & now I just lament
 Did not held the threat I played the cards that I've been dealt
 Like putting out the fire with gasoline
 For when I used I lose won't face the
 fear of life without something abused
 That now I'm forced to find another way
 My show your final show
 A homicide I tried to warn, you should have known
 Now I'll take you with me
 Show you my pain
 Feed the need it's not greed, I figure so what
 You gonna tell me punk now uh-huh
 Can you fix the hole
 that resides deep in this gut
 I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait
 Come & get it, Come & get it, get some
 I feed the need that twists my mind
 Time & time again (gibberish) Come & get it