The Sick
CHRISTOPHER BRADLEE HOUCK, MATTHEW FRANCIS HOLT, THOMAS, IV MAXWELL, WILLIAM THOMAS GAAL
Scratch the tears in for good
Sadist
Feels good
Life can't hurt on TV
Godspeed
Lucky now
When he grabs your hand
Do you lick again
But the taste has changed
Flesh remains
See what you go through
With bleeding eyes
Got what you came for
When hate is blind
Your told me not to lie
Anger persists to drown
Love it
Loathes you
Say your knife just won't kill
Try hard
Want it now
When the taste has changed
Do you rest your face
No eyes will close
The hole grows
See what you go through
With bleeding eyes
Got what you came for
When hate is blind
You told me not to lie
The start of new days
Has nothing changed
The sick knows no pain