I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain.
Disregard yourself, look at what you did. A monster you created, I hope you’re proud of it. Different day same shit, another open pit. Of simple thoughts I hate, of what we could have been.
The voices in my head say daddy’s f*cking proud. But I don’t give a shit, I’d rather right drop now. Than stand another day, feeling beneath the ground. As low as I can go, your absence is the cause.
Take a look at what you did. Take a look at what you did.
Mirrors surround me, surround me. The thought of you is no longer in place. (Because I knew) Because I knew… I knew you’d be gone anyway. And now you’re feeling restless.
I hope you’re proud of what you made. I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain. I’m done with saying I’m to blame. I’m sick, I’m f*cked, I feel no pain.
The voices in my head say daddy’s f*cking proud. But I don’t give a shit, I’d rather right drop now. Than stand another day, feeling beneath the ground. As low as I can go, your absence is the cause.
Take a look at what you did. Take a look at what you did. Take a look at what you did. Take a look at what you did.
Mirrors surround me, surround me. The thought of you is no longer in place. (Because I knew) Because I knew… I knew you’d be gone anyway. And now you’re feeling restless.
Mirrors surround me, surround me. The thought of you is no longer in place. (Because I knew) Because I knew… I knew you’d be gone anyway. And now you’re feeling restless.
Mirrors surround me, surround me. The thought of you is no longer in place. (Because I knew) Because I knew… I knew you’d be gone anyway. And now you’re feeling restless.
I’m sick, I’m fucked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m fucked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m fucked, I feel no pain. I’m sick, I’m fucked, I feel no pain.
The voices in my head say daddy’s fucking proud. But I don’t give a shit, I’d rather right right now.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
