The Symptoms Songtext

And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving what's left of your mind, yeah
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your wounds like pus

And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving here for good this time
Yeah, right. Maybe tomorrow!
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your veins like blood