Sick
Yeah, I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
I don't wanna die
But I might
Since I can't afford to cry
I feel so lonely
If only
Someone could come and hold me, Yeah
I've been lost for a while
It's the ghost in my mind
He's haunting me, taunting me
Fucking with me mentally
And I'm so sick of it
So I came up with this shit
To make myself relax a bit
But how the fuck can i relax when this
Shit is upon me yeah
Yeah put my mind in a coffin
Cause I'm sufferin'
My heart bufferin'
And all I do is flexin'
Making myself suffocatin'
With all of this stress
I just need to adress
That I'm doing my best
To make you feel less
Of burden in that dress
So please let me help
Before I bury myself
Yeah, I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
I don't wanna die
But I might
Since I can't afford to cry
I feel so lonely
If only
Someone could come and hold me, Yeah
I'm so sick of this
I'm so sick of shit
Nobody listening
It feels like I'm in a pit
And I can't see a thing
It's like I'm blind folded
And I am so dead inside
I'm breathing fucking ICE
I mean I'm so bad at writing a song
Half of the shit I write do not even belong, to me
So now you see
I'm just another guy floating around in this never ending sea yah
Yeah, I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
I don't wanna die
But I might
Since I can't afford to cry
I feel so lonely
If only
Someone could come and hold me, Yeah
I've been lost for a while
It's the ghost in my mind
He's haunting me, taunting me
Fucking with me mentally
And I'm so sick of it
So I came up with this shit
To make myself relax a bit
But how the fuck can i relax when this
Shit is upon me yeah
Yeah put my mind in a coffin
Cause I'm sufferin'
My heart bufferin'
And all I do is flexin'
Making myself suffocatin'
With all of this stress
I just need to adress
That I'm doing my best
To make you feel less
Of burden in that dress
So please let me help
Before I bury myself
Yeah, I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
I don't wanna die
But I might
Since I can't afford to cry
I feel so lonely
If only
Someone could come and hold me, Yeah
I'm so sick of this
I'm so sick of shit
Nobody listening
It feels like I'm in a pit
And I can't see a thing
It's like I'm blind folded
And I am so dead inside
I'm breathing fucking ICE
I mean I'm so bad at writing a song
Half of the shit I write do not even belong, to me
So now you see
I'm just another guy floating around in this never ending sea yah
Yeah, I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so tired of trying
And yeah I may be smiling
But inside I am dying
Credits
Writer(s): Maximilian Grönvall
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