I feel like hell, I've caught the sickness once againnAnd I don't feel right!nI ain't gettin' up, Think I'm slippin' awaynnI want to soar like the prophets beforenAddicted to the turbulencenSucked in under false pretensenI wanna say what needs to be saidnAddicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing innnThese palms don't lie I can't focus, when the statics on,nRoutines I hide don't mind killing this secrets minennI want to soar like the prophets beforenAddicted to the turbulencenSucked in under false pretensenI wanna say what needs to be saidnAddicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing innnGot to stop myself I can't take thisnWhen I fall the clouds won't cradlenOh how tempting they are, make you feel like you have it allnDrive me mad a full on rampage!nThe older I am the less feeling I havenWithout the gospel losing the truth, I'm losing the truth