Sick Sixth Sense Songtext
von Average Joey

Am I sleeping
Am I dreaming
Make believing
Let′s play nice

Am I lonely
Am I holy
Will I loathe the after life

I despise my insight

Can you see me
Can you hear me
Can you feel this discontent


Can you fake it
Can you break it
Can you taste this toxic flesh

I've got some sick sixth sense

Empty laughter
Constant disaster
Fucking up faster
Feign remorse

Try much harder
Fall much farther
Made up martyrs
Shit discourse

Suffering is a matter of course