No Option (Love Sick)
Sick to my stomach
Never coming down
Ive been drinking to much
Death come around
Having thoughts in my head
Had to clear em out
You don't understand going thru right now
We've all seen shit
Look and turn around
Ive been focused on the pain
Cannot hear you out
Hurt me all you want baby cannot feel a thing
Push the knife right in
Cut me really deep
I'm love sick baby I don't have an option
Hurt me all you want and it happens very often
Think I lost my mind
Left it in my coffin
Try suicide I don't even have an option
Love sick baby I don't have an option
Hurt me all you want and it happens very often
Think i lost my mind
Think i have a problem
Try suicide living aint a option
Love sick baby we don't have an option
Hurt me all you want it and it happens very often
Think I lost my heart
Left it in our coffin
Might as well die
We don't have an option
Sick to my stomach I ain't ever coming down
Drinking to much i see death come around
Ive been having bad thoughts
Had to clear em out
You don't understand what Im going thru right now
We've all seen shit but we look and turn around
Focused on the pain
No I can't hear you out
Hurt me all you want baby I can't feel a thing
Push the knife right in and you cut me really deep
Never coming down
Ive been drinking to much
Death come around
Having thoughts in my head
Had to clear em out
You don't understand going thru right now
We've all seen shit
Look and turn around
Ive been focused on the pain
Cannot hear you out
Hurt me all you want baby cannot feel a thing
Push the knife right in
Cut me really deep
I'm love sick baby I don't have an option
Hurt me all you want and it happens very often
Think I lost my mind
Left it in my coffin
Try suicide I don't even have an option
Love sick baby I don't have an option
Hurt me all you want and it happens very often
Think i lost my mind
Think i have a problem
Try suicide living aint a option
Love sick baby we don't have an option
Hurt me all you want it and it happens very often
Think I lost my heart
Left it in our coffin
Might as well die
We don't have an option
Sick to my stomach I ain't ever coming down
Drinking to much i see death come around
Ive been having bad thoughts
Had to clear em out
You don't understand what Im going thru right now
We've all seen shit but we look and turn around
Focused on the pain
No I can't hear you out
Hurt me all you want baby I can't feel a thing
Push the knife right in and you cut me really deep
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Writer(s): Armando Andrew Avila, Armando Avila
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