I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate

But I know, I know I asked for this myself

I’m bound by law to hell and it’s sick, sick, sick

Humans have their needs, living in a fairytale, it’s tearing at the seams

The dank reject, the devil in a dress, exactly what you see



Sick, Sick, Sick, it’s sick, sick, sick



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You made a mess of things

My what a mess you’ve made

I hate the way you make me feel

I hate the way you make me

In your world it’s cold outside

So button up and open wide

I hate the way you make me feel sick, sick, sick



Oh woah, oh, oh, oh [x2]



If memory serves me correct I gave you all, you gave me less

Your sexcapades deliver checks but can’t afford you self-respect

And it’s sick, sick, sick

Humans on their knees, living in a fairytale, it’s tearing at the seams

The dank reject, the devil in a dress, exactly what you see



Sick, Sick, Sick, it’s sick, sick, sick



[Chorus]



Maybe love is looking for someone to fill up holes

We grow up building lies with holes in all our walls

The watch can fall but here you were with spare bricks to save the day

And we pray it’s not too late

Spare bricks can be dead weight



Sick, Sick, Sick, it’s sick, sick, sick [x2]



[Chorus]