Lyrics Sick Mind - Third Realm, Aoife O'leary

Sick Mind

you are the habit, yeah, you are the vice
you can't be trusted, and I can't be nice
you are the sickness, that crawls in my head
you'll keep supplying, until I am dead
you can't be serious, so I cut the cord
you come around when you think I am bored
chase down the Devil and give him my name
take off the mask to reveal we're the same
look at me, I'm not well, I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm in hell
I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake
I've gotta, sick mind, can't you tell?
I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm not well
I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake about it
you are a hypocrite, I can't complain
I've paid my way to end up insane
look at the bright side, oh never mind
searching for something, I'll never find
laugh when you feel the pain, go numb inside
I can't remember when I felt alive
chase down your God and give him my name
take off the mask to reveal we're the same
look at me, I'm not well, I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm in hell
I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake
I've gotta, sick mind, can't you tell?
I've gotta, sick mind oh I'm not well
I've gotta, blank stare upon my face, I've gotta, cold heart make no mistake about it
sick mind, you know I've gotta, sick mind...