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