tirsdag 1. desember 2009

I'm Sick

I’m sick
I don’t know where to start
But I think I have a problem with my heart,
It is black, I have smoked too much crack,
I can feel my anger my sadness
I it never going to get less
My anger grows, it is like i got a monster inside
I his just trying to hide,
To the right time, he breaks out
I shout, in pain
I feel the poison in my vein

I’m sick
I’m just a little dick,
A bad boy who is full of anger
When the rage gets to high
I get wings, I fly to the sky
It grows horn on my forehead
I’m feeling dead
I blackout and awakes in my bed
I’m Sick

My heart beats fast
If this last
I’m sure to be doomed
My heart is cold
My mind is growing old
Every morning the cops get to my door
They take handcuffs on my hands
Take me to a cell
I can’t handle the smell, I get angry
And the this story goes on and on
Cus I’m sick

I’m sick
I’m just a little dick,
A bad boy who is full of anger
When the rage gets to high
I get wings, i fly to the sky
It grows horn on my forehead
I’m feeling dead
I blackout and awakes in my bed
I’m Sick

All this problems i have
All this anger, the sadness
Badness, all this hate, at this rate, my body can’t handle it
Not even a bit, shit..
All this because of you
All your lies, all your secrets about your past
I feel sorry for you, but all your lies over this last 6 years
No I know I never have known you, and it fills my eyes with tears
I only known the one you wanted to be..
I you can’t even see, that your lies make my sick.
Sick I am, I’m sick, I just need one click, to become a totally dick,
I just need one kick, and I will transform
To a monster who is well known
This risk is on your own,
Cus I’m sick, sick I will be for a time, I need some space, need some rest, to get the pieces to repair.

made by: Kenta

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