Sick
Liam Coverdale-Howe, Chris Corner, Ian Pickering
Face Down I Woke Up On The Floor Again
Spit it out the words I'll never say again
How can one create the mess I'm in
Easy, your happy I'm not violent
I feel the sky is closing in
My chest it hurts, I cannot breath
Its blinding me, I cannot see
You make me, you make me sick