(Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore; Lyrics: Nicky Wire/Richey James)I'm feeling sick with alcoholI'm feeling numb with stupid painI smell death all around our nameI feel the snakes crawling upon my skinEverywhere... everywhere is on its kneesI'm too scared and I'm too afraid... too afraidWe'll go down, we'll go down togetherand meet a few of you in hellBurn on by our sideBurn on by our side and never want againI get told I should be happyI got no rights on how I feelI lost my language easilyI saw the rain bleaching my wayMy gut gets sick of all its liesThrown all hope way outside - way outsideWe'll go down, we'll go down togetherand meet a few of you in hellBurn on by our sideBurn on by our side and never want againWe'll go down, we'll go down togetherand meet a few of you in hellBurn on by our sideBurn on by our side and never want again(c) 1992 Sony Music Publishing Ltd.