Sicken Me, Sally
This place is old, but new (uhuh)
Who'd have known you'd fit these shoes (uhuh)
That the feeling would stay the same (oh yeah)
That my skinned knees are yours only to blame
Look out the window, please
Now feed me no self esteem,
How do you do this to yourself (uhuh)
Feed me pills from atop your shelf
And I'll cut my bangs and bruise my pride for your health
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
Legions of lesions all on the floor
You remind me of an autumn I loved once before
When Clorox and secrets flowed through the ground
Set up a syndrome all for yourself
And you can bleed me dry
Look out the window, please
Now feed me no self esteem
How do you do this to yourself (uhuh)
Feed me pills from atop your shelf
And I'll cut my bangs and bruise my pride for your health
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
How is your year
How is your year
How is your year
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
(Birds can't lie, they're not real)
Who'd have known you'd fit these shoes (uhuh)
That the feeling would stay the same (oh yeah)
That my skinned knees are yours only to blame
Look out the window, please
Now feed me no self esteem,
How do you do this to yourself (uhuh)
Feed me pills from atop your shelf
And I'll cut my bangs and bruise my pride for your health
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
Legions of lesions all on the floor
You remind me of an autumn I loved once before
When Clorox and secrets flowed through the ground
Set up a syndrome all for yourself
And you can bleed me dry
Look out the window, please
Now feed me no self esteem
How do you do this to yourself (uhuh)
Feed me pills from atop your shelf
And I'll cut my bangs and bruise my pride for your health
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
How is your year
How is your year
How is your year
Sicken me, Sally
Each with a word
You protect me from famine
You give me hurt
Sicken me, Sally
Sing like a bird
Carpets of insults
Towels wrapped in words
Put on your crown
Your crown of thorns
And tell me, how is your year
(Birds can't lie, they're not real)
Credits
Writer(s): Teagan Edsell
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