Lletres: Alice Cooper. Along Came A Spider. Wake The Dead.

How many more will cross my path?
How many more must die?
I never wonder where they come from
I never wonder, why

You don't know what's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know
What's running through my mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sick, sick

You wake up every morning
Thinking every thing's okay
But if by chance you walk my way
You just may seal your fate

Give me a redhead, give me a brunette
Send a blond to me
When I unwind I'm colorblind
They're all the same to me, sick, sick

Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Run for your life, you better run for your life
Run for your life, you gotta run for your life

I just do the things I do
It?s natural to me
Ah, there's no rhyme or reason
For my odd insanity

You don't know what's going on inside of me
You don't wanna know
What's going through my mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Shake my head, wake the dead
Run for your life, you better run for your life
Run for your life, you gotta run for your life

You gotta, you gotta
You gotta, you gotta
You gotta

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up