Lyrics Sick Week - The Jack Wood

Sick Week

Day or night-
the end.
it’s closed.
so,
keep on talking
keep on fight
day or night-
the end.
it’s closed.
so,
keep my bullet in the bottle of wine
bloody wine.
the end.
it’s closed.
so,
keep on shooting
through my mind
my oh my…
the end.
it’s closed.
so,
keep my bullet in the bottle of wine
(bullet in wine)
it’s alright.
then the end.
it’s closed.
so,
russian roulette.
people are blind.
my oh my…
the end.. it’s closed.
so,
keep on playing,
it’s alright.
keep my bullet in wine.
this week was strange.
it’s like when you’re sayin' «hello» to the mirror in
some public place…
monday.
i’ve lost all my money.
tuesday.
this day i shaved my head.
wednesday.
one more «gay-wedding»
thursday.
dead cat in my washing machine.
friday.
Dash Snow’s polaroids.
saturday.
wake up like a Venus in fur, drugs.
(sunday)
Ceiling is full of bugs
because my week
is sick
oh, everyday is a trouble
because my week is sick