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Lyrics for my band |
| Sick Ways of thought Sick Brains strained thin All pure pulled away Sick Your poison remains it drips from my wings Sick so sick Exhumed from my imagination you're like vapor Seeping fumes from hell Take the smell Makes me Sick Makes me wretch it peels back my lips it takes my breath Sick it's sick show me death I see fate Tell me I'm sick but see my face my beautiful blood it's restless peace Sick I know Sick I know` |