Sick

I shoot Fireball from a box and stroll down the hall
The lights are low even though I know you're up
And rolling up and smoking up and cooking up
I know you want her
Your red headed whore
I just can't beat her
I wanna be her
Let me see her
I swear I'll never change my ways

Just stop your bitchin come on
just one little prick
Because you know I am itching
Things are great but I ruin my blessings

I'm sick and tired of begging God, Jack and Ed
They're not the ones who gave me my name.
I can't stay clean cause getting fucked up is part of my game
It's how I stay sane
If you only knew all that I've been through you wouldn't blame me.

You held me down and left me there for dead
You should be in jail
Peeking out of shades with a hammer in your hand.
It's just a normal day
One where I make it rain even if it's sunny

And you ran astray, disgraced my name and it's a shame
It's all in vain
You want her
Your red headed whore
I just can't beat her
I wanna be her
Let me see her
I swear I'll never be the same

Smash your windshield on your piece of shit Jeep
And then you call 5-o on me like a creep
Study patterns on my finger tips because I swear, I am different
I'm different

I'm sick and tired of begging God, Jack and Ed
They're not the ones who gave me my name.
I can't stay clean cause getting fucked up is part of my game
It's how I stay sane
If you only knew all that I've been through you wouldn't blame me



Credits
Writer(s): Bethany Errickson
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