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SICK

 

SICK


I'm sick
I keep running back to the habits I kicked
I been getting high from the sugar on my lips
Probably gonna die but I'm never gonna quit
Never gonna quit
I'd rather be sick

Back flip on the concrete, got my head split
Face-first, ripped shirt, I'm a fucking mosh pit
Wet hands, let 'em drip, finger in the socket
I think I lost it, I think I

Do or die, cyanide
Lemon drops, chewing rocks
Break my teeth and laugh it off
Fuck around and never stop
Take a drive I can fly
Why you seem so terrified?
I think I lost it
I think I lost it

Yeah, I'm fine, just some bleach in my eye
Let me be, I'ma do what I like

I'm sick
I keep running back to the habits I kicked
I been getting high from the sugar on my lips
Probably gonna die but I'm never gonna quit
Never gonna quit
I'd rather be sick
I keep falling, falling for the same old tricks
Give me one reason I should ever give a shit
Probably gonna die but I'm never gonna quit
Never gonna quit
I'd rather be sick

Sorry mama, I like drugs
But I don't blame it on home
The world sick, it made me this way
Twelve on the enemy close
I know what the hell you look for
I know something that you don't know
Shoulda been rich, but I won't quit
I was born poor so give me my fix

Do or die, cyanide
Lemon drops, chewing rocks
Break my teeth and laugh it off
Fuck around and never stop
Take a drive I can fly
Why you seem so terrified?
I think I lost it
I think I lost it

Yeah, I'm fine, just some bleach in my eyes
Let me be, I'ma do what I like

I'm sick
I keep running back to the habits I kicked
I been getting high from the sugar on my lips
Probably gonna die but I'm never gonna quit
Never gonna quit
I'd rather be sick
I keep falling, falling for the same old tricks
Give me one reason I should ever give a shit
Probably gonna die but I'm never gonna quit
Never gonna quit
I'd rather be sick

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