Sick

So, lost inside, I got nothing to hide
But what I see in those pretty eyes
You're starting to bring me back to life
It seems to me that I've been dead for some time

So, sick, I'm falling down
Man, I think I love her too much
And I don't wanna be your crutch
Sick of hitting the ground
I know it's not your fault, but it's so hard not to fall

Now happiness is a thing of the past
When I think about us, all I do is laugh
And I'm tired of all your lies
It seems to me that it's time to fly

So, sick, I'm falling down
Man, I think I love her too much
And I don't wanna be your crutch
Sick of hitting the ground
I know it's not your fault, but it's so hard not to fall

I think that I'm going to explode, mind overload
I think that I'm going to explode, there's nowhere for me to go

I think that I'm going to explode, mind overload
I think that I'm going to explode, there's nowhere for me to go

So, sick, I'm falling down
Man, I think I love her too much
And I don't wanna be your crutch
Sick of hitting the ground
I know it's not your fault, but it's so hard not to fall



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Writer(s): Michael Roy Morehouse
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