Sick to Death
๐ต 835 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 13963517
๐ Lyrics
Face down, I woke up on the floor, again.
Spit it out-- the words I'll never say again.
How can one create the mess I'm in?
Easy. Happily invite it in.
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
It's blinding me. I can not see.
You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me sick.
(I think I'm getting better)
Explode! Hand grenade without a pin.
Broken, you're better than you've ever been.
Just think: I'm nothing, and I never win,
because you're part of me, my only friend.
You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
It's blinding me. I can not see.
You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me sick.
(I think I'm getting better)
*Por Naya Fideles
Spit it out-- the words I'll never say again.
How can one create the mess I'm in?
Easy. Happily invite it in.
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
It's blinding me. I can not see.
You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me sick.
(I think I'm getting better)
Explode! Hand grenade without a pin.
Broken, you're better than you've ever been.
Just think: I'm nothing, and I never win,
because you're part of me, my only friend.
You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
It's blinding me. I can not see.
You make me... You make me sick.
You make me... You make me sick.
(I think I'm getting better)
*Por Naya Fideles
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.42] Face down, I woke up on the floor, again.
[00:24.96] Spit it out-- the words I'll never say again.
[00:27.87] How can one create the mess I'm in?
[00:30.25] Easy. Happily invite it in.
[00:33.16] I feel the sky is closing in.
[00:37.90] My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
[00:41.17] It's blinding me. I can not see.
[00:43.63] You make me... You make me sick.
[00:49.90] You make me... You make me sick.
[01:04.88] (I think I'm getting better)
[01:12.45] Explode! Hand grenade without a pin.
[01:15.12] Broken, you're better than you've ever been.
[01:18.10] Just think: I'm nothing, and I never win
[01:20.85] because you're part of me, my only friend.
[01:23.31] You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
[01:28.77] You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
[01:35.21] I feel the sky is closing in.
[01:38.96] My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
[01:42.38] It's blinding me. I can not see.
[01:45.39] You make me... You make me sick.
[01:56.67] You make me... You make me sick.
[02:07.00] (I think I'm getting better)
[02:26.83] *Por Naya Fideles
[02:27.71]
[00:24.96] Spit it out-- the words I'll never say again.
[00:27.87] How can one create the mess I'm in?
[00:30.25] Easy. Happily invite it in.
[00:33.16] I feel the sky is closing in.
[00:37.90] My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
[00:41.17] It's blinding me. I can not see.
[00:43.63] You make me... You make me sick.
[00:49.90] You make me... You make me sick.
[01:04.88] (I think I'm getting better)
[01:12.45] Explode! Hand grenade without a pin.
[01:15.12] Broken, you're better than you've ever been.
[01:18.10] Just think: I'm nothing, and I never win
[01:20.85] because you're part of me, my only friend.
[01:23.31] You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
[01:28.77] You make me... You make me... You make me sick.
[01:35.21] I feel the sky is closing in.
[01:38.96] My chest-- it hurts. I can not breathe.
[01:42.38] It's blinding me. I can not see.
[01:45.39] You make me... You make me sick.
[01:56.67] You make me... You make me sick.
[02:07.00] (I think I'm getting better)
[02:26.83] *Por Naya Fideles
[02:27.71]