Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sick, Sick, Sick , by - Bayside. Song from the album Killing Time, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 31.12.2010
Record label: The Bicycle Music Company
Song language: English
Sick, Sick, Sick |
| I curse to Hell the magistrate |
| Who granted this unholy fate |
| But I know |
| I know I asked for this myself |
| I’m bound by law to Hell |
| And it’s sick, sick, sick |
| Humans have their needs |
| Living in a fairytale, it’s tearing at the seams |
| The dank reject, the devil in a dress |
| Exactly what you see |
| Sick, sick, sick |
| It’s sick, sick, sick |
| You made a mess of things |
| My, what a mess you’ve made |
| I hate the way you make me feel |
| I hate the way you make me |
| In your world, it’s cold outside |
| So button up and open wide |
| I hate the way you make me feel sick, sick, sick |
| Oh woah, oh, oh, oh |
| If memory serves me correct |
| I gave you all, you gave me less |
| Your sexcapades deliver checks |
| But can’t afford you self-respect |
| And it’s sick, sick, sick |
| Humans on their knees |
| Living in a fairytale, it’s tearing at the seams |
| The dank reject, the devil in a dress |
| Exactly what you see |
| Maybe love is looking for someone to fill up holes |
| We grow up building lies with holes in all our walls |
| The watch can fall but here you were |
| With spare bricks to save the day |
| And we pray it’s not too late |
| Spare bricks can be dead weight |