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grenades
Somebody's gonna die

With his cassocks an' his robes and his leather chaps
Covered by a plastic mack
He's sick he's insane
Holy hack jack's
Pre-decided by your blinded eyes
Blinkered visions from a narrow mind
Fuels your anger and the wrath inside

You make me sick, you make me sick, you make me
people on their way
Mirrored buildings reflecting in your eyes

Sick city sometimes
Sick city in your mind
Sick city sometimes
Sick city left you way
I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate
But I know, I know I asked for this myself
I'm bound by law to hell and it's sick
lies
I'm s-s-so sick of you, so sick of you
Sick of feeling right by your side
What you don't know is how great it feels
To let you go

I'm happier alone
Girl of 16
Whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists
Bored with life
Didn't succed
Thank the lord
For small mercies

Fighting back the tears
Luv sick
Luv sick
Luv sick
Luv sick
Luv sick
I got it bad for you baby

solo

Every time I feel that I can move on by myself
Someone
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
Sick! Sick! All of us are sick!
Sick! Sick! All of us are sick!

My sanity slid far from me
Revoked by rage it's driven me insane

Back against
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
Originally performed by GBH
Well I'm searching through my bed
I got ankles in my head
I'm in really bad
It's the best time I ever had
I'm a sick boy
right in me
The wound has grown by the years
Home haunts the children
Which makes me sick til' I die
Your sister was fine, but now she's sick. She got beat by the Ugly Stick!
(t. bryn)

I can't stick around she said
Not much to be found she said
I ought to know, time goes by slowly

I am here and I am young
Life is here
dying
I hope youll be by me then

I'm sick of you, sick of me
I'm sick of war, and I'm sick of peace

I'm sick of sound like I'm sick of silence
I
you're not by my side,
When you're not on this ride,

So pack your bags there's nothing to it,
Call in sick and stay,
With me everyday,
Call in sick
I’m sick of living under everybody’s shadow
I’m sick of everyone’s success, I know that’s shallow
I’m sick of hearing people lie to get by, to get by
Hardcore

kick satan in the face
With our steel toe boots
We are in the army of God
With salvation as our roots

we all stand together
Unified by Jesus
Oh, I'm sick of the hustle, I'm sick of the bustle
Sick of this way of life
Spending our whole lives working the 9 to 5
Wasting our time
Sick
Hated by swine, spreading the H1N1 flu
On some rabies shit, are you for 86?
Population control, make the babies sick
This is a war against
You're allowed to stay for a while
I'm going to need your time 
And waste some time again,
I would have thought by now you 
Would be so sick
Day by day, people get sick of one another
Day by day, people chase each other away

I chose solitude
For I lost faith in my world
I had dreams
Now sunk in the horizon
We'll watch the hours go by
Fall and then arise again
I hear the darkness breathe

Sunk into the horizon
We'll watch
Someday we'll get eaten by a rat with giant teeth
And we'll die die die exactly where we want to be
They'll dig us up in a thousand years, those