Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sick Too , by - Darci. Release date: 20.02.2019
Song language: English
Sick Too |
| Dried blood on your white vans |
| Summer on your side |
| I think you’re perfect when you’re broken |
| Don’t ever be all right |
| We broke the night open |
| Hoping to turn off all of the lights |
| Along the way I might have choosen to loose |
| Part of my mind |
| Guess there’s a type |
| To |
| Make it flip |
| Got me swangin' |
| Got me rolling |
| Think I might losing focus |
| I see trails with every motion |
| Of the |
| Drip |
| Neck is frozen |
| She don’t care |
| And she don’t notice |
| Micro-dosing |
| I been pouring up |
| And try to keep a |
| Grip |
| And I don’t think I’ll quit |
| When I’m with you |
| And I think I’m love cause your sick too |
| And I know most these people never get u |
| But trust me tho we’ll get thru |
| We’ll get thru this |
| Whats the point of even tryna see it straight |
| If I can’t be with you and feel some type of way |
| Staring at the stars for once over my phone |
| Think I fell in love and I don’t wanna go home |
| Without you |
| Tell me that you feel the same |
| We could stay here forever and never mention names |
| We could drink until the summer ends forget the pain |
| Just don’t leave me hanging that shit I couldn’t take yeah |
| Dried blood on your white vans |
| Summer on your side |
| I think you’re perfect when you’re broken |
| Don’t ever be all right |
| We broke the night open |
| Hoping to turn off all of the lights |
| Along the way I might have choosen to loose |
| Part of my mind |
| Guess there’s a type |
| To |
| Make it flip |
| Got me swangin' |
| Got me rolling |
| Think I might losing focus |
| I see trails with every motion |
| Of the |
| Drip |
| Neck is frozen |
| She don’t care |
| And she don’t notice |
| Micro-dosing |
| I been pouring up |
| And try to keep a |
| Grip |
| And I don’t think I’ll quit |
| When I’m with you |
| And I think I’m love cause your sick too |
| And I know most these people never get u |
| But trust me tho we’ll get thru |
| We’ll get thru this |
| We’ll get thru this |
| Dried blood on your white vans |
| Summer on your side |