Sick

It's got to be half way of your sick brain
Blue blood you think you have in your veins
The things you say and do are real cool
I can't believe it, I'm not your fool

You make me sick
You make me sick

Sick is the way you use the human forces
Long ago you got to ride wild horses
What happened to your world right now?
You don't get no more no ones bow!

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

Let me live my life the way I choose
Don't tell what to do, don't you ever abuse
There must be a way to get through
But you don't wanna hear, you don't let me free

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
Sick

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick

You make me sick
You make me sick
You make me sick
Sick
You make me sick



Credits
Writer(s): Damon Hendricks, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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