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I’LL NEVER FIND REST HERE, I CAN NOT SLEEP
I AM SO SICK OF LICKING OLD WOUNDS
WITH MY HEAD ACHING I’M TRYING TO FEEL A LITTLE BIT MORE OUT OF PLACE

Sometimes went to Southport on a Saturday
Usually succeeded in being sick on the way
All fine when I saw Gran and Grandad
Way back when I was just

wanna be in love again
If not by New Year's, when?
With all the doors that I keep open, and all the romance on my shelf
Maybe I'm the fool for thinking I

you gotta go

You told me twice
I’m a fool I played it cool

Offer you my jacket, what my dad would do
Check on you by habit cause I worry for you

Lets make a deal
Ive been up next, going through hell
Im breaking out of this lock
Ill put us right on the spot
Look what we got

I just lost my way
I

with it so sick with it marinated
In greatness
Mom wished dad died instead of you
And it sounds crazy
Make a promise to you dog i will be
Sauce balling

greed bullets in your sleep
You couldn't have enough, even with all your pockets full
Well I'm sick & tired of your bitching and complaining
You're like

the rules, but the rules breaks you sooner  
 You are so full and sick of hiding lies in the corner  
  
 Anticipating, incarnation, an empty box of faith

It was good while it lasted, although I forget.
I was instantly wasted whenever we met.
Summer, sleeping by the ocean,
Touching, fucking in a dream.

couldn't do it
Put your back into it
Or are you new to it
I'm sick of getting
Your poetic texts
Library down the street
By my meet and greet bitch
Gotta big

the kitchen
Where I jizzed all my kids in
Know Sjoerd the goat
From the first listen
Flow so sick, get squirted by my hoes
Snortin' snow, icy water flowing

it
Either way you sick
And ain't no prescription for
Christopher walk ins
And no, I'm not absolved of this
I'll take another one of those callers
Till

dick
You are a woman now
I dont know how i feel now

You slipped me estrogen
Then i grew boobies i was ten
I don’t know what i am
Sheep say baaa i’m

been getting tired of this sick land, your
Presence wreak a fate, get off my face, not tryna catch a case, I grieve in strange ways
That's why I'm always

On the second shelf in between packs of tomatoes
After eating one I felt sick, I’m not sure 
That cardamom agrees with me anymore 

I bought you a Christmas card

A sick fuck and I'm always under your spell
Here we go

Some things they burn so bright
You cannot let them go
Love on UHF
Sending out our signals to every

pastime
My task in this war is to take them down one by one
A new world order is just about to start

I´m ready to kill again
You won´t get away this time

swinging
Position Now listen, not even Superman was in a wheelchair
So beware, six or seven shots, now you're outta here
Up there, banged over the clouds,

the way they seemed

I'm so sick and tired of feeling old
Three quarters of my life left to unfold
I wish I had a class to miss or wish I had a longer list

All of my problems
Trying to solve them
The feeling in the air yeah so alone
My mind has been sick
Chemical imbalancing
I need some kind of mending

this would happen eventually
Yet another pattern I was too blind to see

My life so far from green
Devoted to my nonsense
You'd know by now that I don't

sick souls
Trying to taste a little bit of
Paradise but it ain't for a heart so fickle

my positives
The opposite of what they say
Kiss told me
That champions take chances
So I'm running full speed through Every problem without the answers

You see through the eyes of the sad and astray
Welded together from the Valley of Salmawet
You were designed by divine
(Yahweh)
Walk on the edge