When in the middle of the night
I'm waking up because of pain,
I wonder how long I'll last,
Another year or a day.

And while I'm panting in the dark
Full of the agony and fear,
I feel like I'm being marked.
I'm marked for death. And it's so near!

And then I'm reaching for my pills,
I take a few and go to bed.
And I feel better, or so that seems.
Just have to wipe off a cold sweat.