Sick of It

Heart cold, lustful
Wanting to hold something soulful
I'm so hollow

The animosity inside of me is honestly
The reason I'm afraid to say I'm reaching for reality
Realign my eyesight, for when the daylight's
Illuminated 'cause I hate it when it burns bright

Just sip it down, don't break down

In dreams you call
To tell me all the pointless bits
And I'm getting sick of it

(Ohhh)
Sick of it
(Ohhh)
Sick of it
(Ohhh)

Heart cold, lustful
Wanting to hold something not so
Bland and borrowed

They're so immaculate, these habits that I have
It's like I'm acting in a calibrated panic driven habitat
And then the aftermath is added to the bloodbath bathing all I see

In dreams you call
To tell me all the pointless bits
And I'm getting sick of it

Sick of it

So subdued in this room
I long to long for you
I can't construe my view of you

In dreams you call
To tell me all the pointless bits
And I'm getting sick of it

Sick of it



Credits
Writer(s): Mason Samuel Nozik
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