I feel like hell I've caught the sickness once again
And I don't feel right!
I ain't gettin' up think I'm slippin' away

I want to soar like the prophets before,
Addicted to the turbulence
Sucked in under false pretense
I wanna say what needs to be said
Addicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing in

These palms don't lie I can't focus, when the statics on
Routines I hide don't mind killing this secrets mine

I want to soar like the prophets before,
Addicted to the turbulence
Sucked in under false pretense
I wanna say what needs to be said
Addicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing in

Got to stop myself I can't take this
When I fall the clouds won't cradle
Oh how tempting they are, make you feel like you have it all
Drive me mad a full on rampage!
The older I am the less feeling I have
Without the gospel losing the truth I'm losing the truth