Sick Songtext
von MAD KAI
Sick Songtext
(Most people think I′m insane)
Feels how it builds up in my chest
How sweet to see you think that I am impressed
Ignore my tears they don't prove me weak
The thought of breaking you, they roll down my cheeks
Your pain will be my pleasure
Planned by measure
Treat it like a treasure
And I imagine
Shots that′s going through your head and back
I'll hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are ′bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Too many things 'bout you to avoid
Now I just wanna see your pride get destroyed
Feels like this could be my time to shine
Now let me fuck your mind like you did with mine
Your pain will be my pleasure
Planned by measure
I′ll treat it like a treasure
And I imagine
Shots that's going through your head and back
I′ll hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are 'bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Sick of being quiet
I'm so sick of when you hold me back
Better you be sorry when you see what feelings you attract
I′m a taste of bitter even though I know I look so sweet
Sick of being quiet I′m so
Sick of when you hold me back
I'm a taste of bitter even though I know I look so
Your pain is now my pleasure
The old me, bless her
It′s only getting better
And now I see how
Shots are going through your head and back
I hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
That′s the sweetest sound
That's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are 'bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Sick of being quiet
I'm so sick of when you hold me back
Better you be sorry when you see what feelings you attract
I′m a taste of bitter even though I know I look so sweet
(Sick)
Sick of being quiet I′m so
(Sick)
Sick of when you hold me back
(Sick)
Sick of being quiet I'm so
(Sick)
Feels how it builds up in my chest
How sweet to see you think that I am impressed
Ignore my tears they don't prove me weak
The thought of breaking you, they roll down my cheeks
Your pain will be my pleasure
Planned by measure
Treat it like a treasure
And I imagine
Shots that′s going through your head and back
I'll hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are ′bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Too many things 'bout you to avoid
Now I just wanna see your pride get destroyed
Feels like this could be my time to shine
Now let me fuck your mind like you did with mine
Your pain will be my pleasure
Planned by measure
I′ll treat it like a treasure
And I imagine
Shots that's going through your head and back
I′ll hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are 'bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Sick of being quiet
I'm so sick of when you hold me back
Better you be sorry when you see what feelings you attract
I′m a taste of bitter even though I know I look so sweet
Sick of being quiet I′m so
Sick of when you hold me back
I'm a taste of bitter even though I know I look so
Your pain is now my pleasure
The old me, bless her
It′s only getting better
And now I see how
Shots are going through your head and back
I hear you crack and that's the sweetest sound
That′s the sweetest sound
That's the sweetest sound
I′m a sicko
Let me get what I want
Let me scream oh my god
Let me get it my way
Gotta breathe
My lungs are 'bout to give up
Lost my balance when it struck
Gonna sweat it out
Sick of being quiet
I'm so sick of when you hold me back
Better you be sorry when you see what feelings you attract
I′m a taste of bitter even though I know I look so sweet
(Sick)
Sick of being quiet I′m so
(Sick)
Sick of when you hold me back
(Sick)
Sick of being quiet I'm so
(Sick)
Writer(s): Jutta Stolt, Olivia Lyne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
