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
Its 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 a part of me, my only friend
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest - it hurts. I can not breathe
Its 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 a part of me, my only friend
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
You make me... you make me sick
Siiiick!
I feel the sky is closing in.
My chest - it hurts. I can not breathe
Its 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)
Abandonment |
Any Day Now |
Everyday |
Let Down |
Nothing Else Matters |
Sick |
The Question Song |
The World Is Over |