Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sick, artist - Bif Naked. Album song The Promise, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 04.05.2009
Record label: The Promise
Song language: English
Sick |
| 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) |