Sick Middle

Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try
Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try
Allston so sick in the middle
Doomsday I get the ya ya's out yeah yeah
What I'm saying actual hell
You had better pray for sleep
Before the day you flash wide awake
Painted hinges a system of trash
I was a gazelle killer baby
Bread crumbs donuts and ash
Turn it around feral child
You've got nothing
When you are just too wild
I've been acting out
For so long now
The wild in these parts
So that I can bear to calm down
In places cool and warm
They're vividly sanctioned
Emptiness will cost you a dime
Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try
Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try
Poor me so sick in the middle
Hot petulance you da-da-da died
Conjure me numberless woe
One game where you don't know where's
It gonna go
Poor me I'm guilting the hoard
With rotten blood
It's a miracle you patterned the walls
Hot cups
Speakers to bust
Proud Mary they can hear us outside
I've been singing the lows
For so long now
Come on boys come on
With your scythes and happy frowns
Settle up or down
Where it goes
We don't have to know
Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try
Woohoo I'm gonna need some help with this
I get sick every time I try