Sick Songtext
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Sick Songtext
How can you be so blind
How can you turn your back to it all
How twisted can one turn out to be
How can you not see
Your actions and the effect
And you wonder why everything goes to shit
All this hate, all this pain, all this agony
I won′t let you take me down with you
All these lies, all these cries, everything is fucked
Hurt me, break me
There's nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
It's all gone
There ain't anything left
It′s all fucking dead
You now see what you have done?
Imagine I almost stepped in
Almost fell for it
But no more
No more of your poison words
You are fucking sick
You are fucking sick
Hurt me, break me
There′s nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there's no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
Sickness has its season
You are fucking sick!
You are fucking sick!
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
Hurt me, break me
There's nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
SICK!
Sickness has its season
You are fucking sick!
Sickness has its season
How can you turn your back to it all
How twisted can one turn out to be
How can you not see
Your actions and the effect
And you wonder why everything goes to shit
All this hate, all this pain, all this agony
I won′t let you take me down with you
All these lies, all these cries, everything is fucked
Hurt me, break me
There's nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
It's all gone
There ain't anything left
It′s all fucking dead
You now see what you have done?
Imagine I almost stepped in
Almost fell for it
But no more
No more of your poison words
You are fucking sick
You are fucking sick
Hurt me, break me
There′s nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there's no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
Sickness has its season
You are fucking sick!
You are fucking sick!
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
Hurt me, break me
There's nothing more that you could do
Lie to me
No pride, no shame
I know there′s no remorse
In your eyes
Sickness has its season
SICK!
Sickness has its season
You are fucking sick!
Sickness has its season
Writer(s): Mika Petri Arvid Lammassaari, Eemeli Valtterinpoika Bodde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com