My stomach aches, I must be sick.
I'm getting dizzy, maybe I'm ill.
Are you sick? Are you ill?
Because I think I am catching something and I hope it's contaigous.
My heart is racing, this can't be right.
I'm turning red, at your sight.
Are you sick? Are you ill?
Because I think I'm catching something, and I hope it's contaigous.
I know I'm not wanted.
I know I'm not great.
All I can hope, is that you don't think that way.
So I must ask, are you sick?
Are you ill?
Because I think I'm catching something, and I hope you are too.
