Bayside - Sick, Sick, Sick Lyrics
I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fateBut I know, I know I asked for this myselfI'm bound by law to hell and it's sick, sick, sickHumans have their needs, living in a fairytale, it's tearing at the seamsThe dank reject, the devil in a dress, exactly what you seeSick, Sick, Sick, it's sick, sick, sick[Chorus:]You made a mess of thingsMy what a mess you've madeI hate the way you make me feelI hate the way you make meIn your world it's cold outsideSo button up and open wideI hate the way you make me feel sick, sick, sickOh woah, oh, oh, oh [x2]If memory serves me correct I gave you all, you gave me lessYour sexcapades deliver checks but can't afford you self-respectAnd it's sick, sick, sickHumans on their knees, living in a fairytale, it's tearing at the seamsThe dank reject, the devil in a dress, exactly what you seeSick, Sick, Sick, it's sick, sick, sick[Chorus]Maybe love is looking for someone to fill up holesWe grow up building lies with holes in all our wallsThe watch can fall but here you were with spare bricks to save the dayAnd we pray it's not too lateSpare bricks can be dead weightSick, Sick, Sick, it's sick, sick, sick [x2][Chorus]
